NOBODY's wrinkle repair will work for me

Here's the sort of feelings my day started with.

It seems like many people just like to share very short sentences with hardly any details, as though life is just a short sentence with hardly any details and with hardly any emotion.

I feel emotional most of the time and oftentimes I feel the need to purposely tone my emotions down (at least in conversation), because people don't know how to respond to them.

I sometimes feel tired of wanting to know more about other people than they want to know about me - and I sometimes feel tired of sharing more personal details than others are willing to share.

I also feel like hardly anybody cares about my personal details anyway.

In which case, I'd rather share them with myself instead of quietly sitting next to another person in front of a TV and blurting out occasional comments about what's on the screen.

I don't understand or relate to short sentences, but tons of people seem to love them.

With me, if I get a short, unspecific, un-detailed sentence,  it causes me to feel as I'm absolutely nobody special.

Because I'm not.

I'm absolutely nobody.





Nothing .



I woke up feeling relatively meaningless.

I'm tired of my brain feeling relatively meaningless, but that's how I sometimes feel.

I spent about an hour crying, shortly after I got up and applied my Dragon's Blood Wrinkle Repair Eye Creme,  so it gooped all over the bottom of my eyelids and now they're probably even more wrinkly.


NEW in Bone & Ink Press - "Dark Princess" by j/j hastain and Juliet Cook AND "Leeches" by Michael Bernstein and Juliet Cook

"Grey matter
stirs my ideas
into body parts that extend
beyond vertical and horizontal
and the borders of reality
intersect with the next

five course lap dance 
from a yapping chihuahua 
burned at the stake.
Strip steak witch legs.
Whiplash in bags 
filled with sand and wind."

within the poem, "Dark Princess" by j/j hastain and Juliet Cook, one of two collaborative poems appearing in Bone & Ink Press today

partake of more HERE - https://www.boneandinkpress.com/single-post/2018/09/12/Two-Poems-by-Juliet-Cook-w-jj-hastain-and-Michael-Bernstein


NEW in the final issue of Arsenic Lobster! One poem by me AND two collaborative poems by j/j hastain and me!

"I grew up sheltered, strung
in between other people’s pieces,
so overprotected I felt the need to rip myself out

through a jagged fence
in order to see for myself,
name my own blood."

inside my poem "Bloodlines", inside the new Arsenic Lobster Poetry Journal

read more of this poem, as well as two collaborative poems by j/j hastain and me, HERE - http://arseniclobster.magere.com/1content.html

(The poem "Bloodlines" also appears within my chapbook, From One Ruined Human to Another (CWP Collective Press, 2018), available here: https://www.cwpcollectivepress.com/bookstore-1/from-one-ruined-human-to-another )


Happy September! My poem, "And If That Mockingbird Don't Sing" is up at The Rye Whiskey Review today!

Have a drink of this poem of mine and decide for yourself whether it's bad or good - and then spit it out or poor it down the drain or have another drink of it.

"And If That Mockingbird Don't Sing" at The Rye Whiskey Review, HERE - http://ryethewhiskeyreview.blogspot.com/2018/09/and-if-that-mockingbird-dont-sing-by.html


designing and preparing more Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbooks

first half of more copies of "Paloma" by Jennifer E. Hudgens designed and about to be prepared for mailing

you can acquire your own copy of "Paloma" from the Blood Pudding Press shop here - https://www.etsy.com/listing/562664430/new-paloma-by-jennifer-e-hudgens?ref=shop_home_active_2