NEW in the Giallo Issue of Sein und Werden

"The carpet is dusty rose, shadowed corners.
Thorns twist up pink walls.
My side of the bed. A black line. My little sister's side.
Her head overripe with nightmares like rotten pumpkin guts;
slime-sheathed fingers, off-color
and lurking beneath the cream
dust ruffle. Paralyzed to sodden sheets
by conjured up milk snake teeth, she soils heart-patterned panties;
can't uncoil her mummified thighs."
the beginning of the poem, "She Warns Me", by Juliet Cook, within the new GIALLO issue of Sein und Werden

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