NEW! I am pleased to have another new poem appearing in MasticadoresUSA!

"Based on what? Based on who?
I don't believe in the same god as you.

I sometimes believe in poetry,
even if hardly anyone seems to care or understand
what I'm trying to share or why."

in my poem "Traditional Assumptions", which is newly appearing in MasticadoresUsa today

you can read more here - https://masticadoresusa.wordpress.com/2026/06/30/traditional-assumptions-by-juliet-cook/

NEW! Delighted to have another new poem in The Rye Whiskey Review, "Is Bird Song Better Than My Song?"

"Because their song is vibrant and pretty
right now whereas my song is quiet, invisible
to almost everyone else even though
it sometimes explodes inside
my own mind or across

the page or within an overpopulated
unorganized screen until
the computer dies or else I
become a repetitive mess,
page after page of dead birds,"

the beginning of my poem "Is Bird Song Better Than My Song?"

I am delighted to have another new poem appearing in The Rye Whiskey Review (this time in the last weekend of June 2026)...

you may read more here - https://ryethewhiskeyreview.blogspot.com/2026/06/is-bird-song-better-than-my-song-by.html

NEW! The First Thirteen Myna Birds Flock of 2026 is HERE...

It has been a while, but in this month of March 2026, I am finally unveiling a new Thirteen Myna Birds flock, the first of this year!

Starting with thirteen new poems by Jason Ryberg, Donna Pucciani, Mark J. Mitchell, Joshua Walker, SJ Harrold, and Maceo Nightingale.

All HERE - http://13myna.blogspot.com/

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"Too much reality hurt and cold facts couldn’t be climbed - Her branch has vanished - keys dangled from a skinny wrist - voices bleed downstage - in darkening offices and bedrooms all over America - guilt that moves because it must - a document now shredded - sending what’s left of their leaves to scatter in every direction - clues that get missed, like dull sets that fly to darkness - the goddamn cynics and nihilists - Red eyed rats coughed out tracking devices - Life begins as a wriggly maggot - worms slithered out a bleeding heart - The years rot slow in mason jars - sudden tragedy, or the inexplicable prospect of non-being"

***

I still have a lot more submissions in my inbox to read and consider and respond to in phases and I am hoping to add MORE creative work to this Myna Birds flock at different times in March and April, so stay tuned.

But for now, these are your starting thirteen, which will stay up at least throughout March and April (probably longer) with more poems and art added to the mix from time to time.

NEW! I have two new poems making an appearance in POETRY FOR THE PEOPLE!

"The latest firing behooves you and your
satanic hooves ablaze with hate.
Your definition of success is rat shit
crazy and not nearly as intelligent
as actual rats. Your carpetbag rat
will rat out every so-called friend
and you will do anything to rat-a-tat-tat

your evil self into more power, money,
fame. Gain the latest rat-o-sphere of fake
rat followers. Even though your system of poison
rat droppings is meant to infiltrate and destroy
everyone else's space, place, and freedom
as you spew rat diarrhea behind the back
then in everyone's faces."

in my poem "False God in a Festival of Destructive Rats", one of two poems newly appearing in POETRY FOR THE PEOPLE

read more here - https://poetry4thepeople.blogspot.com/2025/05/juliet-cook.html

A NEW Thirteen Myna Birds Flock has finally arrived!

 Hello from Thirteen Myna Birds!

"Voice turned screechy, my soft hands, now hard claws - in the stations of silence, the static in between channels - The rain drizzles on - to be content to exist for however long - longer than the moth who burns itself out in light - she wears an officer’s silver jumpsuit, laser gun in her belt - and I explode inside - My face has changed to skull-bone, covered in a hard shell - the moment I put the pen to it the page bursts into flames - Lost in a burned prairieland - sidewalk rubbish floating up at ya like attack-ghosts - a wall that needs to be fed Blood - A tiny white flower blooms Against all the dark noises..."

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It has been quite a while since a new Thirteen Myna Birds flock has arrived, but better late than never, I hope.

Within this new Thirteen Myna Birds flock, you can Spring into poetry and visual art by MISH - read some poetry by John Andrew Fredrick and listen to some music from his band, the black watch - and read some poetry by Holly Day, Wayne F Burke, Alexandra Dark, Yuan Changming, and James Moran.

Look, listen, and read it all HERE - https://13myna.blogspot.com/

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(I'm also semi-tentatively thinking that instead of waiting months for the next new Myna Birds update, I might continually add a few new poems to this flock within the Poetry Month of April. This new flock of 21 creative contributions will stay up AT LEAST throughout the whole month of April, but additional poems might join the flock throughout that month.)

Wednesday by MISH

New! A collaborative poem by j/j hastain and me, SUBLIMINAL BODY JEWELRY IS THE NEW LEADER , is newly appearing in BigCityLit!

"Within one week, three nose rings flew out of my nose,
hit the floor and quickly dispersed.
A month later one of them submerged
from the carpeting and sky rocketed up to the ceiling
like a tiny UFO. It wanted my nose to join it.

Next thing I knew I was missing my vertebrae,
sequined maggots were stitched to the top of my ears
and invertebrate inventory was being conducted
on my hair..."

***

Happy Friday!

I am delighted to have a collaborative poem by j/j hastain and me, "Subliminal Body Jewelry Is The New Leader" appearing in the new issue of BigCityLit! 

The lines above are the beginning of the poem and you can read more by clicking this link - https://nycbigcitylit.com/article/subliminal-body-jewelry-is-the-new-leader/

NEW in YES, POETRY - "Rivulets" by Juliet Cook

"Maybe I'm a dumb cliché.

I have my own thoughts, but I tone them down

because they're overly anxious

and frenzied and obsessive and compulsive

and I wake up feeling embarrassed

by my own brain.

I could call it a deluge,

but that would make it sound more powerful

and important than it actually is."

from my poem "Rivulets" at YES POETRY today!

read more HERE - http://www.yespoetry.com/news/juliet-cook-poetry

THE ANSWER IS ALWAYS YES.

NEW Thank You for Swallowing (Toxic Masculinity)!

"Was it my fault because of whatever
I was wearing? A life-sized pussy inside a Blob
deserves it. Deserves to be shrunken down."

from my poem "Trigger-Loving Blob #2" inside the new issue of Thank You for Swallowing

(I wasn't thinking of Trump's blob-like pussy comment when I wrote this poem, because that particular blobulating of his had not been revealed yet - but I will admit, I think that less than a week after that video was revealed is a fitting time for this poem to be published).

HERE - https://thankyouforswallowing.wordpress.com/2016/10/12/volume-2-issue-3-2/

NEW Collaborative poems by j/j hastain & Juliet Cook at Horse Less Review!

Delighted to share that j/j hastain and I have two collaborative poems up today at horse less review - "Pre-Bacon" and "Blood Bath Through Water Balloons"!

You can read them AND you can listen to me read them too, if so inclined.

HERE - http://horselesspress.org/horse-less-review/hlr-winter-201516/two-poems-by-juliet-cook-and-jj-hastain/

New! Bone of My Bone by Nicole Rollender is now officially available from my Blood Pudding Press!

Bone of My Bone by Nicole Rollender is now newly available, as of September 5 2015!

HERE - https://www.etsy.com/listing/246781871/new-bone-of-my-bone-by-nicole-rollender?ref=shop_home_active_1

















The third and final Contest Winning Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook of 2015 includes 16 poems focused on birth, death, the body in between, and what is divine.

What if you lose a life before it even comes out of you? 

How is life combined with skin and bone and spine and marrow and femurs and skulls?

From cracking and contracting; from breaking down to floating away - will you sink, will you drown, will you rise up higher? 

From torture and fear and numbness to in-depth internal connections between this life and the next.
Bone of My Bone will haunt you and taunt your thoughts in different directions.

Bone of My Bone will disturb you and urge you to consider what life is worth to you and what might happen next. 

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Bone of My Bone has already gotten attention.

You can read the poet's original perspectives on her own work in several different places:
In this H_NGM_N Book Interview here - http://h-ngm-n.tumblr.com/post/127159192089/chpbk-qs-and-as-with-nicole-rollender

In this Tinderbox Editions Interview here -http://www.tinderboxeditions.blogspot.com/2015/08/book-interview-bone-of-my-bone-by.html

You can also read the first review of Bone of My Bone, by Alessandra Bava, at Sabotage Reviews here -http://sabotagereviews.com/2015/09/01/flesh-of-my-flesh-a-review-of-bone-of-my-bone-by-nicole-ross-rollender/

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I raze my heart for you, 

four red oxen of the apocalypse 

on thunder-hooves.

Yet, instead of fire and pestilence, this new earth

fashioned windows from tree and lake

into the divine,

snow falling from sun...

(from the poem "Sext")

NEW Arsenic Lobster (including a new collaborative poem by Juliet Cook and j/j/ hastain)!

"Another confession
for the trinity, for this uncanny
obsession with threes.

When I lift my finger to you, father
I am still flipping out
on the speed

of my never ending 666
paranoid streak."

from the collaborative poem, "A tiny unbroken snow flower stuck inside" by me and j/j hastain, appearing within the new Arsenic Lobster, among lots of other strange goodies.

Excited to be among these arsenic lobsters! - http://arseniclobster.magere.com/1content.html

Snippet from MUTANT NEURON CODEX SWARM

"Necroplasm flows in a cemetery conduit
leading to a cave dead with purple..." 
in MUTANT NEURON CODEX SWARM

the new collaborative poetry chapbook by Juliet Cook & Robert Cole, now available from Hyacinth Girl Press, here - http://hyacinthgirlpress.com/yearfour/mutantneuroncodexswarm.html

(see more details, if you dare, in the blog post below this one) 

A New Collaborative Poem is Stirring!

"I knew that I 
was in a drought
with cast iron replacing the thighs
with no more liquid dripping out."

from "Clots Push Over the Edge", a collaborative poem by j/j hastain and Juliet Cook, appearing within the new December issue of Stirring: A Literary Collection

partake of more here - http://www.sundresspublications.com/stirring/cookj.htm

New Collaborative Poem in Crisis Chronicles!

"A silo
a spillway being swallowed
in sallow halos will lead
towards self-created flying things.
It doesn’t matter how far down
you throw me."

from the collaborative poem "anti-mold momentum" by j/j hastain and me, newly published by Crisis Chronicles

read more here - http://cclitmag.wordpress.com/2014/09/25/anti-moldhastaincook/

New in the Mojave River Review

NEW in Mojave River!

The inaugural issue of Mojave River Review is 200+ pages, including two poems by me - "Wax Fangs" and "How Extraordinary Sea Creatures Are Born".

Dive in here -
http://issuu.com/mojaverivermedia/docs/mrr-iss1vol1-draft20/1