Tarot & Turbulence
—a poem where prophecy stirs and fate wears rouge
She laid the cards in silence first,
The Fool, The Tower, then The Thirst.
Her hands were inked in past mistakes,
Her eyes still read the world in quakes.
A pour of rum, as dark as dusk,
With port that whispered old blood musk.
Orgeat thickened dreams with grace—
Sweet almonds cloaked in shadow’s face.
The bitters bloomed like smoke and spice,
Each dash a roll of loaded dice.
She stirred the glass, the fates aligned,
And time collapsed in velvet rind.
You sipped. You saw. You nearly wept—
A future folded, fever-swept.
And in that drink, the stars ran wild.
The sky was dealt. The deck had smiled.
📜 Tarot & Turbulence – The Recipe
- 2 oz Dark Rum
- 1 oz Ruby Port
- ½ oz Orgeat Syrup
- 2 dashes Angostura Bitters
- Garnish: Star Anise or a burned playing card edge (optional but spiritually thrilling)
Instructions:
Shake all ingredients with ice like you’re conjuring your better self.
Strain into a chilled coupe or a heavy-bottomed glass.
Garnish with something symbolic—or nothing, if you fear the truth.
Best consumed during eclipses, reversals, or any night when the wind changes direction and the oracle won’t answer your calls.