how to tell a dream from reality
are there starfish in the sky again?
is venus oozing slow, its sneezes
the color of white wine? when you
think of blood, do other people’s
dogs sigh? can you speak to your
father? are you screaming again?
trace your fate line with the glass
wing of a beetle. if it hurts, cut it
off. if it bleeds, remember your
father. when she lays her head on
your lap, do her eyes flutter open
this time, her hands shaped like
constellations? or does her mouth
gape open with worms? is her neck
hanging limp at your touch? are
you screaming again? are there
green feathers covering the moon?
does the sound of shovels hitting
skulls make you feel like a child
again? she’s looking up at you. her
lips caught around the word, hurry.
Wanda Deglane is a night-blooming desert flower from Arizona. She is the daughter of Peruvian immigrants and attends Arizona State University. Her poetry has been published or forthcoming from Rust + Moth, Glass Poetry, Drunk Monkeys, and Yes Poetry, among other lovely places. Wanda is the author of Rainlily (2018), Lady Saturn (Rhythm & Bones, 2019), Honey-Laced Garbage Dreams (Ghost City Press, 2019), Venus in Bloom (Porkbelly Press, 2019), and Bittersweet (Vegetarian Alcoholic Press, 2019).