Extremely delighted to have FOUR NEW POEMS appearing within Cul-de-sac of Blood!
Here's the editors description of the poems - The orbitoclast, a tiny hammerhead shark tap tapping us into place. “I was walking through a parking lot” leads us inevitably, somehow, to “I wasn’t sure if I was human anymore.” A standard red horror. In these poems by frequent contributor Juliet Cook, medically-induced terror finds us where we live
Here's a few lines from the poem "Both Similar and Dissimilar" -
I wasn't sure if I was human anymore.
Maybe I was a goose in labor,
giving birth to a subhuman or else
I was in the middle of aborting my own brain
inside another terrible dream, trapped
underneath a seeping blue machine
shaped like a giant pill container
with cracked slots that don't keep anything inside.
Also, underneath the four poems, you can click on a link to learn a little bit more about the poems, such as what inspired them...
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