Thank you very much to Drew Coomer's Lost, Long Gone, Forgotten Records for featuring Juliet Cook reading two of her poems - "Red Glass Ceiling" and one of her Flesh World poems in LLGFR #36!
(I love the sound effects he surrounded the poems with including the Red Room/Black Lodge phonetics in Flesh World! I also love the red stop light cover art!)
Give it a listen HERE - https://lostlonggoneforgottenrecords.wordpress.com/2021/08/20/juliet-cook-red-glass-ceiling/?fbclid=IwAR26YI_wc2IMo7eLsyTZDBf4t1dg-yj94rgWBY_R8r3z9mXjUVqZ8RjJhF4
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8/22/21
New! Lost, Long Gone, Forgotten Records features Juliet Cook reading two of her poems with creepy sound effects!
8/31/16
Happy Last Day of August! Maybe you'd like to partake of Satan's Gravy?
"If it grew anything, the cheerleaders would stab it
with their pitchforks, in the middle of another ritualistic
hip stomp. Rah rah rah cyst bubbling and popping out
red-eyed rats. Cheerleaders. Couldn’t escape ‘em in breathing-life,
can’t escape ‘em now. That’s how Hell works.
What ate you up up there, really eats you up down here.
with their pitchforks, in the middle of another ritualistic
hip stomp. Rah rah rah cyst bubbling and popping out
red-eyed rats. Cheerleaders. Couldn’t escape ‘em in breathing-life,
can’t escape ‘em now. That’s how Hell works.
What ate you up up there, really eats you up down here.
I look up and this guy is talking butterflies.
“They’re actually cold-blooded, bet you didn’t know that?
And they taste with receptors on their feet instead
of tongues like we do.”
Just as I was opening my mouth to respond, they came.
Bright, gigantic butterflies the size of minivans
sprouted up from the bubbling gravy.
“I’ve been terrified of them since I was a kid,” he said,
bucking up from the table as more butterflies burst into existence.
That’s another thing about Hell
you don’t hear about before you get here:
you really have to choose your compatriots wisely,
because the punishments of those around you
can easily inflict themselves onto you."
A few lines from "Satan's Gravy", a hideous collaboration by A.S. Coomer and Juliet Cook, appearing within FLAPPERHOUSE
partake of more HERE - https://flapperhouse.com/2016/08/31/satans-gravy-poetry-by-a-s-coomer-juliet-cook/
“They’re actually cold-blooded, bet you didn’t know that?
And they taste with receptors on their feet instead
of tongues like we do.”
Just as I was opening my mouth to respond, they came.
Bright, gigantic butterflies the size of minivans
sprouted up from the bubbling gravy.
“I’ve been terrified of them since I was a kid,” he said,
bucking up from the table as more butterflies burst into existence.
That’s another thing about Hell
you don’t hear about before you get here:
you really have to choose your compatriots wisely,
because the punishments of those around you
can easily inflict themselves onto you."
A few lines from "Satan's Gravy", a hideous collaboration by A.S. Coomer and Juliet Cook, appearing within FLAPPERHOUSE
partake of more HERE - https://flapperhouse.com/2016/08/31/satans-gravy-poetry-by-a-s-coomer-juliet-cook/
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