Tarot Poem by Abby Koning

I-Ching ice cycle jagged water carrot
melting salad- what coins are ice?
what constitutes
a chance slice of freez-
ing wasted(wonder) land with
Alice slipping along an iceberg
perchance to dreamy winterings, sideways
through silvery waves of the glass, floating
in crystal where cubed ice giggles and
clinks
and sighs about the splinters
of tea in the sides and the
invading warmth
of the old woman's tears
(crumbling a fortune cookie in her palms)