"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/
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