Showing posts with label Juliet poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Juliet poetry. Show all posts
11/4/15
6/22/14
A poem of mine in the new diode! (Love Can Be a Chokecherry)
"She knows another nightmare is coming
when the bird sounds turn into dark moans.
Mounds of wings torn, ripped, pitched
until she wonders when did wings even exist?
when the bird sounds turn into dark moans.
Mounds of wings torn, ripped, pitched
until she wonders when did wings even exist?
None of this is real, so why give birth to more?
Somebody will sea the shells, but not the birds
tiny fetuses stuck on concrete, dripping beaks,
ants crawling in and out of the cracked necks."
Somebody will sea the shells, but not the birds
tiny fetuses stuck on concrete, dripping beaks,
ants crawling in and out of the cracked necks."
from my poem, "Love Can Be a Chokecherry", now up at diode
Very excited and delighted to have a new poem published in a new issue of diode, which has been one of my favorite online literary magazines for years.
Read more here - http://www.diodepoetry.com/v7n2/content/cook_j.html
Read more here - http://www.diodepoetry.com/v7n2/content/cook_j.html
6/6/14
Poltergeist Infested Pig Blood Tirade
AM I DYING? AM I DYING? WHY
are they laughing as I'm bleeding to death?
http://www.menacinghedge.com/spring2014/entry-cook.php#sequins
are they laughing as I'm bleeding to death?
http://www.menacinghedge.com/spring2014/entry-cook.php#sequins
7/7/13
My first darkly delicious poetry publication of July - Menacing Hedge!
ou can read the poetry and fiction while LISTENING TO THE WRITERS read them.
Read read read, listen listen listen - and then create some of your own poetry and art.
Here - http://menacinghedge.com/summer2013/index.php
(These five poems by Robert Cole and me are from our forthcoming collaborative poetry chapbook, MUTANT NEURON CODEX SWARM, to be published by Hyacinth Girl Press in 2014).
10/24/11
Morsels Hung On Hooks - Halloweeny 13 Myna Birds
The new Halloweeny Thirteen Myna Birds is now live!
Featuring darkly delicious oodles by Bonnie MacAllister, Tiffany Midge, David Greenspan, Eleanor Leonne Bennett, Paul David Adkins, Kari Larsen, & John Rocco - this issue has SIXTEEN scrumptious offerings:
http://13myna.blogspot.com/
a puddle of thick pink - some would call this puddle a flood - a hot house exertion - a little bit demonic - a carnival of wasp stingers - thrashing on a carousel – pompoms bursting – floating ghost - packed to slats with pillaged finery - drowned in the foam – the apertures pearl with blood – plummet beyond sound - peek inside…
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Here is a delightful note about this Thirteen Myna Birds update from one of it poets, David Greenspan:
"I have two poems up in the Halloween issue of Thirteen Myna Birds. Thirteen Myna Birds is the brain-child of Juliet Cook, who seems to have a book out on every press ever. She rocks and her journal is pretty cool. Dark, very dark....The lay out of the journal is rad. They have thirteen (sixteen for Halloween) pieces, ordered from thirteen to one. When a new piece is published, the piece numbered one gets pushed off the journal. Keeps things temporary, urgent maybe? Read my poems here while you can. http://13myna.blogspot.com/. "
(I sure as heck don't have a book out from every press ever, but reading that amuses me greatly; haha.)
AND here is an oddly amusingly fun snippet from another of this updates poets, Kari Larsen, re: Thirteen Myna Birds and Twin Peaks:
"Speaking of Juliet Cook's killer Thirteen Myna Birds, the new issue is celebrating Halloween with three poems from Say you're a fiction! Thirteen Myna Birds is a Twin Peaks reference. My best friend Clare is being Laura Palmer for Halloween."
(I wonder if Kari Larsen knows that my very first print poetry chapbook was inspired by Laura Palmer - http://www.etsy.com/listing/58029753/halloween-lynchian-the-laura-poems-by
Featuring darkly delicious oodles by Bonnie MacAllister, Tiffany Midge, David Greenspan, Eleanor Leonne Bennett, Paul David Adkins, Kari Larsen, & John Rocco - this issue has SIXTEEN scrumptious offerings:
http://13myna.blogspot.com/
a puddle of thick pink - some would call this puddle a flood - a hot house exertion - a little bit demonic - a carnival of wasp stingers - thrashing on a carousel – pompoms bursting – floating ghost - packed to slats with pillaged finery - drowned in the foam – the apertures pearl with blood – plummet beyond sound - peek inside…
***
Here is a delightful note about this Thirteen Myna Birds update from one of it poets, David Greenspan:
"I have two poems up in the Halloween issue of Thirteen Myna Birds. Thirteen Myna Birds is the brain-child of Juliet Cook, who seems to have a book out on every press ever. She rocks and her journal is pretty cool. Dark, very dark....The lay out of the journal is rad. They have thirteen (sixteen for Halloween) pieces, ordered from thirteen to one. When a new piece is published, the piece numbered one gets pushed off the journal. Keeps things temporary, urgent maybe? Read my poems here while you can. http://13myna.blogspot.com/. "
(I sure as heck don't have a book out from every press ever, but reading that amuses me greatly; haha.)
AND here is an oddly amusingly fun snippet from another of this updates poets, Kari Larsen, re: Thirteen Myna Birds and Twin Peaks:
"Speaking of Juliet Cook's killer Thirteen Myna Birds, the new issue is celebrating Halloween with three poems from Say you're a fiction! Thirteen Myna Birds is a Twin Peaks reference. My best friend Clare is being Laura Palmer for Halloween."
(I wonder if Kari Larsen knows that my very first print poetry chapbook was inspired by Laura Palmer - http://www.etsy.com/listing/58029753/halloween-lynchian-the-laura-poems-by
12/30/10
Thrift Store Winter Hats
The first Hat cost 50 cents; the second Hat cost $1.00. Slurp.
Scroll down below for more artsy doodads including fun socks, PJ Harvey art video, Thirteen Myna Birds news, and a little Post-Stroke blurbage.
9/3/10
Doll Injection Mold Disaster
Intro (Post-Stroke):
Hello hello. This is my affair with an odd semi-personal, semi-creative blog entry, possibly to be linked to on Big Tent Poetry, which means that some of my content will need to be poetry-esque, which should not be an enormous problem, since I do indeed adore poetry. First I will admit that often times when I try to think of the name Big Tent Poetry, I accidentally think Pig Tent Poetry. I will also admit that it was actually a few months back that I had intended to write a blog entry that could be linked to by Big Tent/Pig Tent, but alas. I’m certainly not poking fun at Big Tent, by the way. It’s more like these days words and letters sometimes slip out of or into my head in a slightly different way.
Approximately seven months ago, I experienced an unexpected health issue, a Carotid Artery Stroke and something to do with words including Dissection, Aneurysm, and Aphasia. I’m not in the mood to explain all those details right now, but the Stroke affected my brain and other aspects of my life. It is harder and slower than it used to be for me to read, write, remember or memorize, especially certain easy little words that I first learned when I was a child. For months now, I’ve been trying to focus on re-learning and unfortunately, it doesn’t come anywhere near as quickly or easily as it did when I was a kid.
You can find out a few more details about my health issue by reading a short article I wrote a few months ago and posted on my Associated Content site, called Post-Stroke Survival and Sad Little Blues, here -http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/2807396/poststroke_survival_and_sad_little.html?cat=70 . Also, I more recently had a new article posted on Associated Content, called Full Length Dissection, which is related to my continuing slow but sure Stroke recovery AND very recently assembling my second full-length poetry manuscript and submitting that to its very first source. I hope to submit it to more sources soon. I hope to do all sorts of fun and exciting creative writing stuff soon. In the meantime, please feel free to partake of my Full Length Dissection, here - http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/5602556/full_length_dissection.html?cat=70
I’ve had kind of a rough, tough time lately. At the end of 2008, I lost my long-time full-time job for no good reason, had not gotten a new job for a year (despite applying for well over 100), but was at least receiving unemployment and still able to pay my bills. Then my Stroke happened at the beginning of 2010 and I was no longer eligible for my unemployment since I could no longer apply for jobs. Then, in addition to having lost my long term job and part of my brain power and other skills, I also seemed to be losing the love of my life who seemed to expect me to be fully recovered in just a few short months, even though it is likely to take a year or more to recover as best I can (and some people never fully recover; sigh). He told me he was tired of hearing about my Stroke and my poetry. I am lucky and grateful I survived, but sometimes I feel so sad I can hardly stand it. Aside from my extreme sadness, I am glad that my personality has remained pretty much the same. Along those lines, I am trying to continue focusing on poetry because I have loved and adored poetry for most of my life and still do.
Despite my love and adoration for poetry, I started my Associated Content site near the end of 2008, when I was spending lots of time looking into new jobs. One of my ideas about where to/how to work involved researching writing or editing gigs that might help pay the bills more than poetry. I started my Associated Content site, published more than 120 articles there from November 2008 through December 2009 and made less than 200 dollars from that. Still though, if I don’t have a real job and am making even a teeny tiny tidbit of money, I will try my best to continue to do so. I have only published 8 articles there this year– one in January, which I wrote and submitted one day before my Stroke; two others that were also written before my Stroke and initially published elsewhere and then added to my Associated Content site later; so only five short pieces were actually written post-stroke (including the new Full Length Dissection).
*
In Progress (Oddball Doll Poeticism):
I’m very pleased and happy that I am still so passionate about and turned on by poetry. I’ve always drawn my poetic words from various sources, including product packaging, TV shows, scholarly articles, pop culture, porn and more. Now, due to my own weirdly, slowly healing brain power, which continues to have a hard time remembering lots of little words without extreme concentration, that extreme concentration seems to be causing big, strange, oddball words and phrases to suddenly blurt out of my head. Is that globular outrage or globular adaptation?
Reading other writers’ poetry also sometimes catalyzes my own. A few telltale signs of another person’s poem working for me is if it suddenly makes me feel like shimmering, shivering, dancing in crazed shapes or masturbating.
My strange take on feminism is also oddly related to my poetry. You can read a lot more about that within a long semi-recent article of mine published as part of Delirious Hem’s ‘This is What a Feminist [Poet] Looks Like’ forum here - http://delirioushem.blogspot.com/search/label/Juliet%20Cook. As just an itty bitty tidbit of sorts, the day after submitting that piece, I started wondering why I had picked such an ugly photo of myself to accompany it. In truth, the photo is not ugly so much as it’s a realistic representation of what I look like most of the time these days. I don’t gallivant around my house wearing makeup and hair shining products, but apparently part of me would feel more comfortable providing an author photo that is more gussied up than the typical me; an author photo that is strangely sexy. Why would I sometimes waste brainpower thinking about my appearance when I should be attuned to my words? After all, if I spend more time applying sexy makeup, then I’d have less time to write sexy words—AND I LIKE WORDS MUCH BETTER!
Even knowing that, I can’t seem to help sometimes thinking that I might have more power if I was more attractive. If people enjoyed looking at me more, then they might also be more inclined to read what I had to say. I often suffer from one of my silly little, ‘I am not attractive enough’ episodes. Even now, following a time in my life when I really need to focus on being attuned to my own health and wellness and well-being (including less sadness and stress, pretty please), I can’t seem to help thinking with some frequency that I am 37 years old and starting to look older too. For crying out loud, I could have lost my ability to walk, my ability to talk, my own personality! Why on earth am I dwelling on wrinkles and white hairs? Screw the damned Media inundation of fictive imagery related to what constitutes a desirable woman. Egads!
*
A Poem:
I have written some poems since my Stroke and within the poetry section of my computer, those pieces all start with the phrase ‘post-stroke’ before each individual title. I recently experienced a little worry that perhaps ‘post’ was not the right word. I then searched for Post-Stroke on Dictionary.com to make sure ‘Post’ was the right word and ended up reading some sadly scary information about Post-Stroke Depression. Sigh.
My recent poems are considerably shorter than most of my poems used to be and different in other ways as well, but then again, so is my brain – and deliciously enough, I really do not think the new poems are bad at all. They are mine, mine, mine, plus other than the very latest one, all of my other post-stroke poems have been selected for publication by various sources, starting with one in The Nepotist and more coming soon within Arsenic Lobster, Source Material, and Horse Less Review. Hurrah!
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P.S. Did Big Tent Poetry think this blog post was globular or blobular?
Find out by clicking here:
http://bigtentpoetry.org/2010/08/sideshow-finding-the-words/
Thank you yummy Big Tent Poetry!
Hello hello. This is my affair with an odd semi-personal, semi-creative blog entry, possibly to be linked to on Big Tent Poetry, which means that some of my content will need to be poetry-esque, which should not be an enormous problem, since I do indeed adore poetry. First I will admit that often times when I try to think of the name Big Tent Poetry, I accidentally think Pig Tent Poetry. I will also admit that it was actually a few months back that I had intended to write a blog entry that could be linked to by Big Tent/Pig Tent, but alas. I’m certainly not poking fun at Big Tent, by the way. It’s more like these days words and letters sometimes slip out of or into my head in a slightly different way.
Approximately seven months ago, I experienced an unexpected health issue, a Carotid Artery Stroke and something to do with words including Dissection, Aneurysm, and Aphasia. I’m not in the mood to explain all those details right now, but the Stroke affected my brain and other aspects of my life. It is harder and slower than it used to be for me to read, write, remember or memorize, especially certain easy little words that I first learned when I was a child. For months now, I’ve been trying to focus on re-learning and unfortunately, it doesn’t come anywhere near as quickly or easily as it did when I was a kid.
You can find out a few more details about my health issue by reading a short article I wrote a few months ago and posted on my Associated Content site, called Post-Stroke Survival and Sad Little Blues, here -http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/2807396/poststroke_survival_and_sad_little.html?cat=70 . Also, I more recently had a new article posted on Associated Content, called Full Length Dissection, which is related to my continuing slow but sure Stroke recovery AND very recently assembling my second full-length poetry manuscript and submitting that to its very first source. I hope to submit it to more sources soon. I hope to do all sorts of fun and exciting creative writing stuff soon. In the meantime, please feel free to partake of my Full Length Dissection, here - http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/5602556/full_length_dissection.html?cat=70
I’ve had kind of a rough, tough time lately. At the end of 2008, I lost my long-time full-time job for no good reason, had not gotten a new job for a year (despite applying for well over 100), but was at least receiving unemployment and still able to pay my bills. Then my Stroke happened at the beginning of 2010 and I was no longer eligible for my unemployment since I could no longer apply for jobs. Then, in addition to having lost my long term job and part of my brain power and other skills, I also seemed to be losing the love of my life who seemed to expect me to be fully recovered in just a few short months, even though it is likely to take a year or more to recover as best I can (and some people never fully recover; sigh). He told me he was tired of hearing about my Stroke and my poetry. I am lucky and grateful I survived, but sometimes I feel so sad I can hardly stand it. Aside from my extreme sadness, I am glad that my personality has remained pretty much the same. Along those lines, I am trying to continue focusing on poetry because I have loved and adored poetry for most of my life and still do.
Despite my love and adoration for poetry, I started my Associated Content site near the end of 2008, when I was spending lots of time looking into new jobs. One of my ideas about where to/how to work involved researching writing or editing gigs that might help pay the bills more than poetry. I started my Associated Content site, published more than 120 articles there from November 2008 through December 2009 and made less than 200 dollars from that. Still though, if I don’t have a real job and am making even a teeny tiny tidbit of money, I will try my best to continue to do so. I have only published 8 articles there this year– one in January, which I wrote and submitted one day before my Stroke; two others that were also written before my Stroke and initially published elsewhere and then added to my Associated Content site later; so only five short pieces were actually written post-stroke (including the new Full Length Dissection).
*
In Progress (Oddball Doll Poeticism):
I’m very pleased and happy that I am still so passionate about and turned on by poetry. I’ve always drawn my poetic words from various sources, including product packaging, TV shows, scholarly articles, pop culture, porn and more. Now, due to my own weirdly, slowly healing brain power, which continues to have a hard time remembering lots of little words without extreme concentration, that extreme concentration seems to be causing big, strange, oddball words and phrases to suddenly blurt out of my head. Is that globular outrage or globular adaptation?
Reading other writers’ poetry also sometimes catalyzes my own. A few telltale signs of another person’s poem working for me is if it suddenly makes me feel like shimmering, shivering, dancing in crazed shapes or masturbating.
My strange take on feminism is also oddly related to my poetry. You can read a lot more about that within a long semi-recent article of mine published as part of Delirious Hem’s ‘This is What a Feminist [Poet] Looks Like’ forum here - http://delirioushem.blogspot.com/search/label/Juliet%20Cook. As just an itty bitty tidbit of sorts, the day after submitting that piece, I started wondering why I had picked such an ugly photo of myself to accompany it. In truth, the photo is not ugly so much as it’s a realistic representation of what I look like most of the time these days. I don’t gallivant around my house wearing makeup and hair shining products, but apparently part of me would feel more comfortable providing an author photo that is more gussied up than the typical me; an author photo that is strangely sexy. Why would I sometimes waste brainpower thinking about my appearance when I should be attuned to my words? After all, if I spend more time applying sexy makeup, then I’d have less time to write sexy words—AND I LIKE WORDS MUCH BETTER!
Even knowing that, I can’t seem to help sometimes thinking that I might have more power if I was more attractive. If people enjoyed looking at me more, then they might also be more inclined to read what I had to say. I often suffer from one of my silly little, ‘I am not attractive enough’ episodes. Even now, following a time in my life when I really need to focus on being attuned to my own health and wellness and well-being (including less sadness and stress, pretty please), I can’t seem to help thinking with some frequency that I am 37 years old and starting to look older too. For crying out loud, I could have lost my ability to walk, my ability to talk, my own personality! Why on earth am I dwelling on wrinkles and white hairs? Screw the damned Media inundation of fictive imagery related to what constitutes a desirable woman. Egads!
*
A Poem:
I have written some poems since my Stroke and within the poetry section of my computer, those pieces all start with the phrase ‘post-stroke’ before each individual title. I recently experienced a little worry that perhaps ‘post’ was not the right word. I then searched for Post-Stroke on Dictionary.com to make sure ‘Post’ was the right word and ended up reading some sadly scary information about Post-Stroke Depression. Sigh.
My recent poems are considerably shorter than most of my poems used to be and different in other ways as well, but then again, so is my brain – and deliciously enough, I really do not think the new poems are bad at all. They are mine, mine, mine, plus other than the very latest one, all of my other post-stroke poems have been selected for publication by various sources, starting with one in The Nepotist and more coming soon within Arsenic Lobster, Source Material, and Horse Less Review. Hurrah!
*
P.S. Did Big Tent Poetry think this blog post was globular or blobular?
Find out by clicking here:
http://bigtentpoetry.org/2010/08/sideshow-finding-the-words/
Thank you yummy Big Tent Poetry!
8/29/10
Poetry & Death & Strawberry Shortcake
A new issue of online poetry mag. Arsenic Lobster is now up and includes two FALL (post-stroke) poems by me, plus many more. Read some for yourself; partake of editor Susan Yount's yummy notes and then click below:
"SUMMER/Fall ARSENIC LOBSTER an epicurean free-for-all!"
“May gorgeous crustaceans fall from the sky and onto your laps!”
& Susan Yount's little description of my poems -
"Garnish with the eerie, arsenic herbs of Juliet Cook’s Fall (I) and Fall (II) and you will find a tiny dried apple for a ghost horse. Add a glass of rosewater to satiate all your senses."
http://arseniclobster.magere.com/1content.html
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Then if interested in reading a short non-poetry piece of writing by me, about kids and death and strawberry shortcake, feel free to partake of my latest Associated Content piece here:
http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/5725268/death_trumps_ruined_jogging_suit.html?cat=70
"SUMMER/Fall ARSENIC LOBSTER an epicurean free-for-all!"
“May gorgeous crustaceans fall from the sky and onto your laps!”
& Susan Yount's little description of my poems -
"Garnish with the eerie, arsenic herbs of Juliet Cook’s Fall (I) and Fall (II) and you will find a tiny dried apple for a ghost horse. Add a glass of rosewater to satiate all your senses."
http://arseniclobster.magere.com/1content.html
*
Then if interested in reading a short non-poetry piece of writing by me, about kids and death and strawberry shortcake, feel free to partake of my latest Associated Content piece here:
http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/5725268/death_trumps_ruined_jogging_suit.html?cat=70
5/15/10
4/30/10
Darkly Delicious FONDANT PIG ANGST
The first review of my poetry chapbook, FONDANT PIG ANGST, published by Slash Pine Press, has been written by Lissa Kiernan for the new issue of online literary mag. 'Arsenic Lobster' and it is awfully yummy!
Read a small tidmit below then click on the link if you would like to read more:
"...if you can just get past the long menu of gross, a delectable feast of savory music. Each time I read the book...I see more beauty and less ugly."
http://arseniclobster.magere.com/1review.html
Read a small tidmit below then click on the link if you would like to read more:
"...if you can just get past the long menu of gross, a delectable feast of savory music. Each time I read the book...I see more beauty and less ugly."
http://arseniclobster.magere.com/1review.html
4/21/10
Poetry Delight in Tuscaloosa Alabama, April 23-24!
I will be reading a few of my poems as one part of many other fun-filled poetry readers participating in the Slash Pine Press Poetry Festival during the evening of Friday April 23 & pretty much all day and night on Saturday April 24. Wheee!
Several different poetry reading spots in Alabama take place throughout this event (Slash Pine Press lives at the University of Alabama in Tuscaloosa). The reading I am part of takes place on Saturday between 3 PM - 5:30 PM within a local bar called Little Willies. Find out more about this location, plus details about all the readings and readers on the Slash Pine Press website here: http://www.slashpinepress.com/festival/
I am involved in this reading because Slash Pine Press published my poetry chapbook called FONDANT PIG ANGST. More information about that book is also available in the above website where you may even purchase a copy for yourself AND/OR you may also purchase a copy from me via my etsy shop at http://www.bloodpuddingpress.etsy.com/
If you live in or near Tusaloosa Alabama, maybe I'll see you at this yummy poetry festival! Yay!
***
New-My Poetry Related Associated Content article:
http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/2848798/my_creative_writing_college_degree.html?image=804630&cat=4
Several different poetry reading spots in Alabama take place throughout this event (Slash Pine Press lives at the University of Alabama in Tuscaloosa). The reading I am part of takes place on Saturday between 3 PM - 5:30 PM within a local bar called Little Willies. Find out more about this location, plus details about all the readings and readers on the Slash Pine Press website here: http://www.slashpinepress.com/festival/
I am involved in this reading because Slash Pine Press published my poetry chapbook called FONDANT PIG ANGST. More information about that book is also available in the above website where you may even purchase a copy for yourself AND/OR you may also purchase a copy from me via my etsy shop at http://www.bloodpuddingpress.etsy.com/
If you live in or near Tusaloosa Alabama, maybe I'll see you at this yummy poetry festival! Yay!
***
New-My Poetry Related Associated Content article:
http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/2848798/my_creative_writing_college_degree.html?image=804630&cat=4
4/20/10
a jelly donut was my roommate...
I've been reading various poems lately to prepare for my upcoming poetry reading as part of the Slash Pine Press special event, for which I will be a part of many readers next Saturday. Here's another poem from my Slash Pine Press chapbook; the chapbook is called FONDANT PIG ANGST; this poem itself is called Spiracular.
I won't be reading this particular poem as part of the above-mentioned event, but I will be reading another piece from FONDANT PIG ANGST--2 poems from PINK LEOTARD & SHOCK COLLAR--& one poem from my latest Blood Pudding Press for Dusie Kollektiv 4 chapbook Soft Foam.
Find out more about Slash Pine Press (including the upcoming event) here -http://www.slashpinepress.com/
Find out more about Blood Pudding Press here - http://www.etsy.com/shop/bloodpuddingpress
I won't be reading this particular poem as part of the above-mentioned event, but I will be reading another piece from FONDANT PIG ANGST--2 poems from PINK LEOTARD & SHOCK COLLAR--& one poem from my latest Blood Pudding Press for Dusie Kollektiv 4 chapbook Soft Foam.
Find out more about Slash Pine Press (including the upcoming event) here -http://www.slashpinepress.com/
Find out more about Blood Pudding Press here - http://www.etsy.com/shop/bloodpuddingpress
4/11/10
Slumber Party Scandal poetry
I have several different Slumber Party Scandal poems; this is #1. I will be reading #2 at an upcoming Slash Pine Press poetry reading event on April 24. Slumber Party Scandals 1, 2, & 3 are within a little chapbook of mine called Pink Leotard & Shock Collar published last year by Spooky Girlfriend Press (and recently sold out).
3/16/10
Soft Foam-ish
Soft Foam is my newest poetry chapbook, created for the Dusie Kollektiv 4. All Dusie 4 members have received a free copie in the mail, but I'm willing to create a few additional copies for any interested non-Dusie peeps.
It includes 16 poems about love, death, past lives, under water insects like Giant Squids and Haunted Sea Urchins, and more.
While the insides of all copies include the same poems, the outsides are different (see a few below).
If interested, a copy may be purchased at my Blood Pudding Press etsy shop: http://www.BloodPuddingPress.etsy.com
It includes 16 poems about love, death, past lives, under water insects like Giant Squids and Haunted Sea Urchins, and more.
While the insides of all copies include the same poems, the outsides are different (see a few below).
If interested, a copy may be purchased at my Blood Pudding Press etsy shop: http://www.BloodPuddingPress.etsy.com
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