My dreams are weird,
violent, absurd. Plastic
surgery performed
on my lips as if
trying to make me talk in
a different voice
or not speak at all.part of Juliet Cook's poem "Missing Pieces", newly appearing in MasticadoresUSA, in which she is delighted to have another poem appearing.
You can read more by clicking this link - https://masticadoresusa.wordpress.com/2026/05/26/missing-pieces-by-juliet-cook/
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