this dust has already contused
my blueness outwards –
i’m dancing & dancing & dancing & then
they say a ghost can travel
a power line & so, too,
my tulpa lightnings
my sockets
i am nursing a body
that is only a seed
i am chitting a membrane
in pine
dresser drawers
my log
sogs golden – i am dying
impermanently
Judy Garland conjures
a palace of curtains
to hide
behind beads / behind Venus de Milo
the oculus black
preens my caul
forwards
i’m the swollen glass
bottle of bodies
so knocked over
by forests
i’m the back
of a veil
so wet
& red –
a feral
astral projection
sheers the sweet tooth
right from my death
first appeared in Blue Fifth Review
Kailey Tedesco is the author of She Used to be on a Milk Carton (April Gloaming Publishing) and These Ghosts of Mine, Siamese (Dancing Girl Press). She is the editor-in-chief of Rag Queen Periodical and an associate editor for Luna Luna Magazine. Her manuscript Lizzie, Speak recently won White Stag Publishing's full-length poetry contest, and it will be published in early 2019. You can find her work featured or forthcoming in Prelude, New South, Sugar House Review, Phoebe Journal, Muse/A Journal, Bone Bouquet Journal, and more. For further information, please visit kaileytedesco.com or follow @kaileytedesco.