resolutions under a new moon, by Aisha Weththasingha
events from november suffocate this year,
fog whatever memories had permeated from
this genesis. so now the goal is
recover, and turn january 1st into the
birth of a new self, not a continuation
of what wasn’t let go the month before, what
couldn’t be let go the few days prior.
next year is all about avoiding mercury’s
retrograde, staying out of tune with the regressive
nature of a planet’s orbit, holding true to
new self image. this year i am leaving behind
this washing machine, shotgun barrel, kitchen
blender, cyclic nature. this year i am finding
my Resolutions in the advent of myself before
knowing you. this year i’m finding redefinition; see
how the sky is still blue, and venus hangs
above the mountain horizon, and a new moon
dawns the First: i am finding reasons to believe this is
not all i will ever be.
Aisha Weththasingha is a high school poet in California graduating in 2026. She has been nationally recognized by the Alliance for Young Artists & Writers. Her writing has appeared in DePaul’s Blue Book, Gigantic Sequins, Writers Circle Journal, Echo Lit Mag and forthcoming in Breakwater Review. She serves as a Co-Editor-in-Chief of Polyphony Lit. When she isn’t jotting down image descriptions in her trusty notes app, she’s either reading, ice skating, or snacking on olives.
— Aisha Weththasingha
