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.