"Maybe your microfear invisibly grew inside
your own head until it had to find a way out
and then its ghosts invaded
your own microwave, which suddenly
kept repeatedly restarting itself
for 4 seconds at a time, trying to heat up baby food.
Baby food for 4 seconds, baby food for 4 seconds,
expired, invisible baby food for another 4 seconds.
You try to turn it off, but then
it starts again."
Three new poems by Juliet Cook are appearing in A Thin Slice of Anxiety!
read more HERE - http://www.athinsliceofanxiety.com/2022/03/poetry-selections-from-juliet-cook.html
The NEW March flock of Thirteen Myna Birds is HERE! - https://13myna.blogspot.com/
With poetry by Lorna D. Keach, Lauren Reynolds, Kristin Garth, John Grey, Derek Lake Berghuis, Jan Ball, Maria Cameron, Meg Smith, Lillian Necakov, and art by MISH!
The ticket seller is asleep in his cage - my room had no window, only white liquor and a monsoon - the one who loves you shows you the trees full of hooks - like the leaf-light of the darkest forest - A room full of shrunken heads - with a gravel crunch and the click of teeth - willing to stand there skeletal but proud, with tiny brown corpses littered at their feet - more a death sentence, than impediment - Footsteps on their way and the figure could be skeletal, could be gaunt, could be anybody - I could see you becoming prey to some larger insect or bird - a wildness I’ve tried to hide, but can barely contain - I’m compelled to shelter Barbies in a plastic house inside a wooden one I own - Programmed and predictable, we are dominated by prayer - Behind the curtains of an invisible world - why would all your meat, be covered by a flimsy skin coat? - reflecting the thin arms of bare trees - The flaming sky signed our names in blood - The porcelain lamp shattered in your hand, and left no doubt - hearts holler joyfully into the black earth - tucked into the endoskeleton of your former lover - White light creeps into your eyes, where nothing lives.
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| Spring by MISH |
"My mouth opens like a sludgy exhibitionist.
Flings unlikable pets onto another surface.
Attempts to position them the way I want them to be
until they start shaking uncontrollably
until they start shaking insidiously
on top of this persistent slab of snow."
Three new poems by Juliet Cook are in the Terror House today - "Death Will Always Exist," "Field Dressing Fantasy," and "Body Captivity". You can read more HERE - https://terrorhousemag.com/exist/
Happy 2022 from Thirteen Myna Birds!
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| Pack by MISH |
ALIENATED (HAIRLESS BUT NOT HEADLESS) is the title of this TINY one-of-a-kind, painting/collage art hybrid creature.
The Mini Canvas is 2 1/2 by 2 1/2 square, not counting the protruding jiggly little hairless doll head on top. In addition to the doll head, the piece includes acrylic paint, one googly eye, and a snippet of glitter.
It has now been added to my Blood Pudding Press shop HERE - https://www.etsy.com/listing/1162179759/itty-bitty-painting-collage-art-hybrid
This painting collage art hybrid creature has now been reserved/sold and is no longer available.
The NEW December Flock of Thirteen Myna Birds has arrived! Featuring visual art by MISH and poetry by Elyse Hart - Kaci Skiles Laws - Jeremy Szuder - DS Maolalai - Jessica Purdy - Paul Ilechko - Andrew K. Peterson - Vin Whitman.
"This poetry is addictive and I'm going to need more. Read this."
J. Marc Harding
Another new (mini)review of Juliet Cook's "Malformed Confetti" poetry book (published by Crisis Chronicles Press in 2018) 💜
Thank you to J. Marc Harding
https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/4352228489?book_show_action=false
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Find out more about Malformed Confetti and consider acquiring a copy for yourself via Crisis Chronicles Press here - http://ccpress.blogspot.com/2018/10/Cook102.html
Or via Amazon here - https://www.amazon.com/Malformed-Confetti-Juliet-Cook/dp/1640929738
Or from the Blood Pudding Press shop here - https://www.etsy.com/listing/641070988/malformed-confetti-by-juliet-cook-2018?ref=shop_home_active_9
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