NEW! Two of my creepy poems are hiding behind the walls in the CUL-DE-SAC OF BLOOD!

"It sees me having a seizure on the fuzzy shag rug
that didn't exist yesterday. It sees me being pitched
across the room, strange words flinging out my mouth

into another uncertain land of the unremembered." 

I have two new creepy poems inside the CUL-DE-SAC OF BLOOD...

HERE - https://www.culdesacofblood.com/juliet-cook

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Also, under my two poems, you can click on "Learn more about these poems" and read some of my thoughts on some of my poems.

HERE - https://www.culdesacofblood.com/cook-about

For example...

"Women bleed and bleed until the menstrual blood stops, their bodies age, and they speed race closer to death. If you didn't get chased to death and chainsawed or stabbed or bludgeoned or otherwise eviscerated when you were younger, then it won't be long before your body starts eviscerating itself. Then you will die. Then you will only exist in a few other people's memories, perspectives, and (mis)interpretations.

Perhaps my poetry exaggerates these matters, but it's true that the real me not existing anymore is terrifying to me.

I hope that parts of me might still exist in my poetry, even if it tends towards the negative."

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Although sometimes I feel like even my blood is invisible to others...

Another website update with my three recent poetry publications

I updated my website again, including links to my three recent poetry publications from last week/this weekend! Here's a link to the website, The Poetic Pursuit of Juliet Cook, where if you're interested in checking out the most recent publications, you can do so by scrolling down a little bit on the Home page to where it says "THREE NEW POETRY PUBLICATIONS!"

Of course you're more than welcome to check out other stuff on my website too. Here it is - https://julietcook.weebly.com/ AND I will also link to the three recent poetry publications HERE:

~My short poem "Violent Seizure Orgasm" is making an appearance in Black Flowers, HERE - https://blackflowers.online/violent-seizure-orgasm-juliet-cook

~My poem "With a Cherry on Top of His Tusk" is making an appearance in Buffalo (x 8), HERE - https://buffalojournal.tumblr.com/

~My poem "Red Vacuum Pouch With Cracks" is inside Sein und Werden, in the new Post-Mortem Autumn/Winter Issue, HERE - http://www.kissthewitch.co.uk/seinundwerden/autumn-winter22/page42.html

NEW! My Violent Seizure Orgasm poem is making an appearance in Black Flowers!

 "Birds hold razor blades inside their mouths.

Chirps turn into screams." The first two lines of my short "Violent Seizure Orgasm" poem, which appears within the NEW Black Flowers Volume Twelve HERE - https://blackflowers.online/violent-seizure-orgasm-juliet-cook

NEW! Delighted to receive a 2022 Pushcart Prize nomination!

Thank you very much to poet and editor Daniel Snethen for nominating my poem - "One Night I'll Stop" (which was published in the Spring 2022 Issue of Pasque Petals) for a 2022 Pushcart Prize!

Happy November from the NEW Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, Short Poems of Violence and Chickens!

Happy November! Here are a few photos of the NEW Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, "Short Poems of Violence and Chickens", a collaboration by Juliet Cook and Darryl Shupe.

15 poems, two covers to choose from, newly available!

Find out more and/or acquire a copy for yourself or a friend in the Blood Pudding Press shop HERE - https://www.etsy.com/listing/1321276974/new-short-poems-of-violence-and-chickens

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"Shrieks of utter terror froth forth from
the children in line. They are about to be stomped
into replacement parts for the carousel horses"

in the poem "A Calliope Filled With Model Organs"

NEW! Alice Says Go Fuck Yourself (with two of my poems inside)!

You want a special Halloween (and post- Halloween) Treat!?!

Filled with poetry, fiction, and more!?!

Alice Says Go Fuck Yourself! Issue 1 is live!

It's a new season (for motherfuckers)...

And two of my poems are inside, surrounded by lots of other creative treats that I can hardly wait to dive into!

Here's the link - https://agape-editions.com/alice-says-go-fuck-yourself/

Thank you very much to Fox and Cee and Agape Editions!

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"This body makes me increasingly uncomfortable.

The escalating scale.

The fat with a watered down cavern inside.

The loosening tissue with fish gills drying out.

The hagfish orifices turning into fossils.

I can handle my whitening hair, but

soon I won’t be able to swim very far

away from deterioration."

the beginning of my poem, "Fish Sticks With Hot Flashes", which appears in this new issue

The NEW Fall Flock of Thirteen Myna Birds is HERE!

The darkly delicious NEW Fall flock of Thirteen Myna Birds is HERE! Brimming with ghastly interpretations of hideous fairy tales combined with real life mini-terrors! Happy Fall filled with poetry/art from Olivia Loccisano, M. Anthony C., MISH, Kristin Garth, Oisin Farraige, John Grey, and Jason Ryberg!

"Listen carefully! - Here is a remedy and a warning for you - Dark transport, from that ranch to home - and your pinkish dress must cover your knees for this puppet has come to play - Joyful undulation bobbing - in blisters and wool, they cry out and gasp - The tree trunks have faces - I don’t know what that says about their equipment - the dough was made of girlish flesh - What lies between, beneath, The turbulent stillness - The wind’s howl gives voice to what a trespasser feels inside - as opposed to the more garden variety near death / life flashing right before your eyes - I hate this hospital - The worker’s dead skin chewed by mini mouths - each leaf of grass flames Its torpid whip on my sight - It’s a sort of merging that takes place - books and new bruises - You have no idea how they tortured me in the basement..."

Read more HERE - https://13myna.blogspot.com/

(this art piece is "Sunset in a parallel world" by MISH, which appears in the new Myna Birds flock)

NEW! One of my Internal Suffocation Poems in the WITHER issue of vulnerary magazine!

Darkly delighted to have one of my Internal Suffocation poems appearing within the NEW Fall 2022 WITHER issue of vulnerary magazine!

My poem appears at the bottom of this issue accompanied by lots of other wonderful poems.

Happy September!

Read some poetry HERE - https://www.vulnerarymag.com/blog/wither

"Creepy bird's nests grow underneath my eyes
like an expanding sign that the baby birds died."

The NEW July Flock of Thirteen Myna Birds is HERE!

The NEW July flock of Thirteen Myna Birds has arrived!

Offering poetry/art by David Henson - Wayne F Burke - MISH - Abigail Denton - Robert Beveridge - Darryl Shupe - Juliet Cook - Linda Umans.

Dive in HERE - https://13myna.blogspot.com/

Rats chewed through our foundation - the cadavers of all the women - the DNA particles from a lost love rise up in the feathers and re-break her heart - the crazy girl I thought I was rid of - The mother asked her daughter if she’d like to adopt another doll - The girl said she wanted one without a head - Some days I walk in the alcove between my face and my skull - Sometimes I feel like executing my brain - pages loved now crumbled - It’s no use thinking - I knew the answer before the question was asked - It wasn’t the first time I was murdered - I’m out to sea in a hurricane - the serial killer in your epiglottis sent down to the acid pit - suspicious of everyone - (the ones who are still speaking to me).

the worms crawl in / the worms crawl out by MISH

Blood Pudding Press poet Jason O' Toole will be a part of this poetry reading event in Albany, NY this coming Saturday July 16!

Blood Pudding Press poet Jason O' Toole will be a part of this poetry reading event in Albany, NY this coming Saturday July 16!

"Poets in the Park, sponsored by The Poetry Motel and the Hudson Valley Writers Guild, is celebrating over 30 years of bringing poetry in July to the Robert Burns statue in Washington Park, Albany, NY. The readings start at 7:00 PM and are free & open to the public"

You can check out Jason O' Toole's Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, "POISON MOONLIGHT" within the Blood Pudding Press shop HERE - https://www.etsy.com/listing/1008263578/new-poison-moonlight-by-jason-otoole

(Flyer created by Jason O' Toole)

The NEW May 2022 flock of Thirteen Myna Birds is HERE !

The NEW May 2022 flock of Thirteen Myna Birds has arrived! Filled with poetry and art by Abigail Denton, Darryl Shupe, Sandra Feen, Linda Umans, Janet Kinaird Parker, Ken Poyner, Marc Vincenz, Joseph Cooper, and Paul Ilechko!

"There is a tree in my backyard from which pus-filled boils hang - At night I hear creaks coming from my dresser - Torpor trapped beneath fish scales - In the middle of a cloud of expectations - the perfect synthetic Mate - I thought I could escape him but he was everywhere - there was always something unpleasant in the weeds - the racing of rabbits racing through my mind - the antichrist to her cheer section - if I can push myself through the undying light of every morning and the corrosive darkness of every night, then I can be here and do this - make a wish for yourself that she'll morph into instant dead dandelion - Rain connecting endings that nobody likes - nobody told me I would miss it so much - My eyes dominated by the vain desire to be young - the sound a grapefruit makes when pried apart - the objects so alive were still so far removed - but now spits out the seeds and core - dust is mostly made from skin cells..."

Dive in here - https://13myna.blogspot.com/

Facial Landscape by Sandra Feen

New! Centipede Cha-Cha including 5 collaborative poems by me and Darryl Shupe!

This is the new Centipede Cha-Cha (a journal for long poems), Number #1, published this month by gnurr productions inc. (by Founder, Editor-in-Chief and Publisher {and poet} Warren Dean Fulton).

This shows the front cover next to the back cover - and then one of Darryl Shupe and my collaborative poems next to the front cover.

Inside the journal is 5 of our Nasty Fair(y) Tails, as well as all the other poetry named on the back cover.

Very excited to be included inside this new journal and thank you to Warren Dean Fulton!

(Also, Darryl Shupe and I will soon have a whole chapbook of our poems published by my Blood Pudding Press!)

New! Three poems of mine are appearing in A Thin Slice of Anxiety!

"From stuck pig to stuffed pig.
The ongoing ugly gestures of my body's
impending Armageddon.

"

Delighted to have three new poems appearing in A Thin Slice of Anxiety!

read more HERE - http://www.athinsliceofanxiety.com/2022/03/poetry-selections-from-juliet-cook.html

The NEW March 2022 Flock of Thirteen Myna Birds is HERE!

Offering poetry by Lorna D. Keach, Lauren Reynolds, Kristin Garth, John Grey, Derek Lake Berghuis, Jan Ball, Maria Cameron, Meg Smith, Lillian Necakov, and art by MISH!

Visit the flock HERE - https://13myna.blogspot.com/

The ticket seller is asleep in his cage - my room had no window, only white liquor and a monsoon - the one who loves you shows you the trees full of hooks - like the leaf-light of the darkest forest - A room full of shrunken heads - with a gravel crunch and the click of teeth - willing to stand there skeletal but proud, with tiny brown corpses littered at their feet - more a death sentence, than impediment - Footsteps on their way and the figure could be skeletal, could be gaunt, could be anybody - I could see you becoming prey to some larger insect or bird - a wildness I’ve tried to hide, but can barely contain - I’m compelled to shelter Barbies in a plastic house inside a wooden one I own - Programmed and predictable, we are dominated by prayer - Behind the curtains of an invisible world - why would all your meat, be covered by a flimsy skin coat? - reflecting the thin arms of bare trees - The flaming sky signed our names in blood - The porcelain lamp shattered in your hand, and left no doubt - hearts holler joyfully into the black earth - tucked into the endoskeleton of your former lover - White light creeps into your eyes, where nothing lives.

Lagoon by MISH

New! Three new poems of mine are appearing in the Terror House ("Death Will Always Exist," "Field Dressing Fantasy," and "Body Captivity")

"...You’re horrified by the idea of not existing
and that nobody will remember you very well.

You won’t be able to remember yourself
or think for yourself or speak for yourself
and that’s your current interpretation of Hell.
Whenever you have one of your unexpected seizures,
you then spend weeks feeling negative and afraid
of unexpected death. You don’t feel ready to not exist yet."

Three new poems of mine are in the Terror House today - "Death Will Always Exist," "Field Dressing Fantasy," and "Body Captivity". You can read more HERE - https://terrorhousemag.com/exist/

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..."

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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/