Juliet Cook's Blog, page 60

Me on New Year's Eve 2018.

Happy New Year 2019! AND j/j hastain and I have a new poem in Rogue Agent!

"...Beelzebub rises me up,

sinks me down into a bowl of vomit,
stirs me with a knife,
frosts me on top of inedible cake
and I don’t stop eating
myself like the bride and groom
who married in spite of broken spoons
hurling themselves across rooms."

in the poem, "FRANKENSTEIN’S WIFE WEARING TORN LINGERIE" by j/j hastain and Juliet Cook, inside the NEW Issue 46 of ROGUE AGENT!

read more HERE - http://www.rogueagentjournal.com/cook-hastain

A wonderful NEW review of my Malformed Confetti!

"This book of poetry is a language feast. Alliterative, assonant, associative...An aural smorgasbord. "I'm a slab on a slab, a plait on a plate, a poorly shorn lamb on the lam." Verbal slapstick mixed with high seriousness. Poems like acts of dissection exposing the viscera of femininity. Cook has wicked fun lobotomizing and surgically removing the pretty, cute, and adorable from her little dollies, subjects of her macabre ICU"a part of this awesomely wonderful review by Wayne F Burke of my new-ish poetry book, "Malformed Confetti" (Crisis Chronicles Press, 2018)read his whole review HERE - https://www.amazon.com/gp/customer-reviews/R1TOPEHI8G2FCD/ref=cm_cr_dp_d_rvw_ttl?ie=UTF8&ASIN=1640929738

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Juliet and Darryl, Xmas 2018

Me December 24, 2018

Jessica Lea Mayfield at the Beachland Ballroom, December 21, 2018

POETS

The last Thirteen Myna Birds flock of 2018 has arrived!

The last Thirteen Myna Birds flock of 2018 has arrived, offering poems by Jill Khoury, Robert Golden, J.C. Mari, Martin Willitts Jr., and John Sweet. All HERE - http://13myna.blogspot.com"horizon filled with ground-up bones - from one failed relationship to the next - with rotting carcasses of jacked deer and discarded dead pets - flickering tongues like pine needles burning - is it funny is it a sad wreck? - do you remember why you never escaped from here? - you creep beyond the borders of your season - all the basements filled with water or with bones - He willed the ocean to approach and willed it back - lying on my back mouth open to the sky - for a red red snowflake to seize the day..."

Stocking Stuffer?

I've been having lots of weird dreams lately. I don't remember the details of last nights, except for the part I woke up from, which involved me and another woman and a man in a hotel room and the man had to cut the finger tip off of a living hand with no head or body. The hand was alive, the finger tip looked human, but the longer part of it was shaped like a cross between a pink snake and a long pig tail with penile veins.

Partial analysis - I don't like the holidays. They lump a bunch of pieces of us together and cut parts of us off like it's no big deal.

Me December 15, 2018