dissociation blues (or, accidental astral projection
poetry by m. leon stewart
dissociation blues (or, accidental astral projection)
the body was here a moment ago—where did I leave that thing?
must have pressed it, folded it up pretzel-like & lost it in the linen closet somewhere.
must have wrapped it in plastic, only company the hum & whisper of the refrigerator.
must have left it lying in the tub, a shriveled fig adorned with pruned valleys crafted by neglect.
must have sewn it seed-like between the peonies before it sprouted legs & walked away from me.
must have flung from myself like a gumband bullet; must have damaged that great Cartesian joint.
the body was there a moment ago, I know, I know. — I know.
m. leon stewart
M. Leon Stewart (he/they) is a queer writer & library worker from Pennsylvania. Recent & forthcoming publications include Fledgling Rag and Riggwelter Press.