written in the stars

"Two sides of sky is still the same sky." (Little Horoscopes for December)

I apologise for the lateness of December horoscopes, friends. The holiday season this year has been a busy one & I've not had much time to slip away & write, so these lines have been penned in the whispers between exam studying & gift wrapping & college decisions & soaring anxiety. I hope you find some warmth in them. As you'll recall, these are the last little horoscopes I'm sharing with you. It has been two & a half utterly incredible years of this series, & ending it is such a soft-sharp tight-throated thing; I am endlessly excited for the creations that are coming in its place, yet it's still so difficult to let it go. In case you are in the mood for a dance down memory lane, here is where you can find all of the little horoscopes. Enjoy—past horoscopes & the ones below alike. In the comments, I'd love to hear your thoughts on this last set of horoscopes, or on the series as a whole... especially your favourite line out of the whole series, or if there was a single month that particularly resonated with you.

Sending love always. Thank you so much for staying alongside me & the words & the stars. xx

 

Little Horoscopes for December

Sagittarius, you cannot always be the versions of yourself in your poetry.
Taurus, they are always thinking of you.
Leo, love is still real when you’re not in the centre of it.
Aries, you are at your best with nothing left unsaid.
Cancer, if there’s anyone who can find a way to shine without burning, it’s you.
Gemini, you are someone your younger self is proud of.
Capricorn, you can’t unswallow your ghosts, but you can remain quiet enough to listen.
Pisces, breathe into the ache.
Aquarius, your existence is miraculous.
Libra, there are so many creatures in your chest ready to be dreamt back to life.
Virgo, two sides of sky is still the same sky.
Scorpio, you are here.

"Perfection is becoming boring." (Little Horoscopes for November)

After the excitement of the last few weeks, we are back to our (semi-)regularly scheduled programming on the blog with November's little horoscopes. These are the second-to-last horoscopes I'll share with you, which simultaneously saddens me (it has been three beautiful years putting these snippets of light into the world, & that's always hard to let go of) & thrills me (there is so much wonder coming up that I am absurdly excited to unveil).

As always, I hope you find some softness here to bring you through November. Please do let me know your thoughts—on your sign's horoscope this month or anything else you'd like to share—in the comments. I always adore hearing from you.

Also, thank you endlessly for all the beautiful pictures you've been sending of your gorgeous faces alongside your copies of poems for the sound of the sky before thunder, your favourite poems, & your pets cuddled up with the book! If you've purchased your copy, I'd so love to receive your pictures on social media or via email.

& in the mean time... enjoy these small horoscopes, my friends. Sending all my love & warmth to you. xx

 

Little Horoscopes for November

Pisces, the body is both warship & lifeboat; treat it accordingly.
Scorpio, happiness looks gorgeous on you.
Aries, don’t fear the story that starts with darkness & ends in wingbeats.
Taurus, love doesn’t have to bruise to be real.
Libra, you cannot always cure the ache by turning it into poetry.
Sagittarius, stay a little while.
Capricorn, you are whole without them.
Aquarius, try not to drown in all the things you’ve created to keep yourself afloat.
Leo, you are sweeter than a cavity.
Virgo, every word out of your mouth is art.
Gemini, perfection is becoming boring.
Cancer, drive.

"Keep your hands closed & your eyes up, not the other way around." (Little Horoscopes for October)

How are you doing this month, friends? I have been focused on the upcoming Issue IV of Half Mystic Journal as well as the launch of poems for the sound of the sky before thunder—my author copies arrived last weekend & so I've spent a slightly obscene amount of time gazing at them adoringly. Really, I never understood the magnetism of seeing one's own words in print until this book, & I doubt I will ever tire of the feeling.

If you are in Singapore, a reminder to come & hang out with me at the November 4th book launch—I would be so pleased to see you. You can also purchase copies of the book directly from my publisher's website (!). Also, please do consider becoming a Patreon sponsor of my work if you find light in it; my lovely Patreon fireflies are the ones who allow me to keep putting the majority of my art in your hands for free.

&, without further ado, here are October's little horoscopes. I hope they make a home someplace soft & warm inside of your chest. xx

 

Little Horoscopes for October

Aries, this is worth every ounce of the courage it takes.
Leo, second chances don’t always look the way you’d expect.
Gemini, if you cry wolf, you’d better come back leading the pack.
Cancer, not every interaction needs to be a poem.
Pisces, keep your hands closed & your eyes up, not the other way around.
Scorpio, your existence does not warrant an apology.
Taurus, it’s time to air out your most secret hiding spaces.
Aquarius, your eyes are not a window but a door.
Sagittarius, the key word in outgrow is grow.
Virgo, you are so close to the song that grounds & lifts you all at once.
Capricorn, there is room here for all your soft bright yearnings.
Libra, you do not have to be brave.