Showing posts with label Alice Says Go Fuck Yourself. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Alice Says Go Fuck Yourself. Show all posts

11/30/23

Happy last day of November! Alice Says Go Fuck Yourself Issue 5 is here!

"It was you who chose to replace the keyhole
with an open wound of red paralysis

with a never ending void of broken glass
hovering above the child's doll.
Then the doll gave birth
to another headless crustacean
and another, and another and yet another ad infinitum."

from "Paint It Red" by Juliet Cook and Daniel G. Snethen

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I am delighted to have two collaborative poems appearing in Issue 5 of Alice Says Go Fuck Yourself, the Fairy Tales, Folklore, and Ghost Stories Issue, which also celebrates the one year anniversary of this magazine! Brimming with strange poetry, horror stories, art, interviews and more! My collaborative poem with Daniel G. Snethen is called "Paint It Red". My collaborative poem with j/j hastain is called "And Then Rise". There is darkly wonderful cover art by Lauren Gordon, creepily wonderful poetry by Sarah Nichols, Jaya Gandhi, Valerie Loveland and more! Thank you to editors Fox & Cee!

Click on Issue 5 here, if you dare! - https://agape-editions.com/alice-says-go-fuck-yourself/?fbclid=IwAR3nl3l2R0ZEdifH8WSVCHl1bV-dVCevOULUSV39qMuVYBD3gaV0pgRthCc




10/31/22

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!


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