"My brain’s world can be a small roller coaster
ridden by sticky spider webs, spiders biting
their way out of flesh and then showing up on my face
like squiggles and wrinkles and proliferating debris,
merging past and present and future and fear
into a warped sort-of-dream/sort-of-reality
with assorted bundles of ripped off wings."
some lines from Juliet Cook's poem "Damage Control/Internal Doll House", newly appearing in the new Volume 17 of Trailer Park Quarterly!
Check out the whole poem HERE - https://trailerparkquarterly.com/volume-17/juliet-cook/
Check out the whole issue HERE - https://trailerparkquarterly.com/volume-17/
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