"When I woke up after the hundred year fate
of every space being filled with flying centipedes,
I found out that now our flying centipedes were the one
and only food source. Sometimes sustenance stings
if you don't bow down to the centipede leaders"
in Juliet Cook and j/j hastain's poem "Centipede Cider"
Very excited to have one individual poem by Juliet Cook and one collaborative poem by j/j hastain and Juliet Cook appearing in the new Autumn/Winter 2023 Issue of Sein und Werden!
And both poems have centipedes inside them.
Check out the contents HERE - http://www.kissthewitch.co.uk/seinundwerden/autumn-winter23/contents.html
Juliet Cook's "It's Raining Centipedes" poem HERE - http://www.kissthewitch.co.uk/seinundwerden/autumn-winter23/page35.html
Juliet Cook and j/j hastain's "Centipede Cider" poem HERE - http://www.kissthewitch.co.uk/seinundwerden/autumn-winter23/page38.html
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