Showing posts with label Mish Murphy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mish Murphy. Show all posts

8/31/20

EVIL ME by MISH is the NEWEST Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook!

"Without you,
the floors above me
echo like the cave in your head."

in the poem "Note That I Wish I’d Given to My Upstairs Neighbor", which appears within the NEW Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, "EVIL ME" by MISH .

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Acquire a copy for yourself or an evil friend from the Blood Pudding Press shop HERE - https://www.etsy.com/listing/842490054/new-evil-me-by-mish-2020-blood-pudding?ref=shop_home_feat_3


8/18/20

NEW! EVIL ME by MISH is the first new Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook of 2020!

A NEW poetry chapbook from my Blood Pudding Press is newly available as of August 2020!

EVIL ME includes 19 poems by MISH - and MISH also created the cover art!


You can find out more about the poet/artist Eileen "MISH" Murphy, via her website HERE - https://mishmurphy.com/

The poems within EVIL ME offer a powerful mix of quirky, delightful, dark, sad, and depressing - with the focus ranging from troubling childhood issues to new romance/marriage to failed romance/divorce with quirks, mental dilemmas, family dilemmas, depression, and death.

Each chapbook is hand-designed, hand bound with colorful ribbon or yarn, and you can choose your own color of cover stock for the chapbook's cover.

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I said hello
to the death songs inside me.

I caressed the safety razor
I used to shave my legs.
I couldn’t force myself 
to carve the flesh of my wrists.

I asked my mother
to move so I could reach
the cabinet under the kitchen sink:
I’ll drink Drano.
I’ll kill myself.

No, you won’t, said Mother
and told me to set the table.

in the poem "Smells Like Teen Spirit"

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7/12/19

The NEW July Flock of Thirteen Myna Birds is HERE!

he stumbled into his “vanishing box” - decomposing beneath unbroken skin - ghosts walk upside-down across the ceiling - salivating over evidence - decayed buildings - the crazy in her twinkled - the tip into the fleshlight - turned up it floats faster - it’s mutiny you know to be human inside of this sex show - she wanted him to feel intimidated and to feel as insignificant as she did
The July flock of Thirteen Myna Birds is HERE - https://13myna.blogspot.com/
Offering new art and poetry by MISH, Kristin Garth, Jennifer Behling, James Croal Jackson, John Grey, Sonia Beauchamp, Gary Beck, and Robert Beveridge! 
Dive in if you dare!
Half -woman, half-flower hybrid by MISH

4/26/18

The New April flock of Thirteen Myna Birds is here!

"Whether in the Black Lodge, Screaming outside - worm lips moving - I’ve earned those black hearts on my headdress - there’s been an accident on the road ahead and all you can see are the lights - You celebrate angrily - Full of nothing But male doms On FetLife - A man with tattoos of stars and moons on his face - breathless wind of dust and waning moons - Only buzzards fly in these stale skies - Rusty lava in the arteries not the lamp - I really did believe those were tiny people encased in that orb - Don't forget to celebrate this doom anniversary - the eyes of the deceased being carried away down some tunnel - Whatever it was, it was everywhere now, shared around, not just personal."
The April flock of Thirteen Myna Birds has arrived! Brimming with strange new suns and moons and peculiar tunes of art/poetry by Eileen Mish Murphy, Wayne F. Burke, Thursday Simpson, Nate Maxson, Vin Whitman, John Grey, and Michael A. Griffith.
The red queen (MISH)


4/10/18

Juliet created by Mish Murphy

One excitingly wonderful thing about having poetry/artist friends is that they can unexpectedly turn a photo of you into art. This is a picture Mish Murphy created based on a photo of me. Thank you very much to Mish Murphy.