Showing posts with label The Rising Phoenix Review. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Rising Phoenix Review. Show all posts

7/27/20

NEW! My poem "Industrial Carousel" appears within The Rising Phoenix Review!

"Sometimes I feel like I’m on a bad dream carousel,
moving in rickety circles, taking turns
sitting on different unnatural broken animals.
A never ending damaged carnival ride.
Every horse has different side effects.
The only think they all have in common
is they’re all fake and will eventually break,
make you start over again and make you pay."


from my poem, "Industrial Carousel", making an appearance in The Rising Phoenix Review

7/11/20

NEW! This Rotten Trumpet is Our Leader by me & Martin Willitts Jr is up at The Rising Phoenix Review!


There is no cure. We no longer desire to be cured.
We rather infect as many as we can, so we are all alike:
crushed plastic doll heads
in blood-splattered, contaminated rain
bending like trumpets someone sat on.
Soon nobody will have their own instruments.
within the poem, "This Rotten Trumpet is Our Leader" by me and Martin Willitts Jr, newly appearing within The Rising Phoenix Review

partake of more HERE - https://therisingphoenixreview.com/2020/07/10/this-rotten-trumpet-is-our-leader-by-juliet-cook-martin-willitts-jr/

5/21/18

5/11/18

NEW in The Rising Phoenix Review - "Inner Slinky" by j/j hastain and Juliet Cook

"Sometimes the microphone turns into a scalpel
and I begin to cut away
all of the shitty choices I made in the past.
I can’t cut them all out of my brain, but 

I can modify the collages."

from the poem "Inner Slinky" by me and j/j hastain, now up at The Rising Phoenix Review, HERE - https://therisingphoenixreview.com/2018/05/10/inner-slinky-by-juliet-cook-j-j-hastain/

11/13/17

NEW in The Rising Phoenix Review - Breast Meat

"We do our best to stand out
as chickens. We cluck and we pluck and we pop
another egg. We paint it, try to make it
look new and exciting, but it leaks."

from my poem "Breast Meat"

NEW in the The Rising Phoenix Review

partake of more HERE - 
https://therisingphoenixreview.com/2017/11/12/breast-meat-by-juliet-cook/

6/29/17

NEW in The Rising Phoenix Review - Trap

"I don’t want to be a body stared at
and held down and screamed at
and told what my body does or doesn’t deserve."
from my poem "Trap", now up at The Rising Phoenix Review

6/14/17

NEW in The Rising Phoenix Review - Doll Blood Spattering

"This modern doll group is better than everyone else.
Even if their doll brains are evil, mean-spirited, laced
with fake frosting and more dirty than rats.
Even if their doll group agenda is to secretly slink
their long doll tails behind the back of their fancy frilled skirts,
load those tails with venom, then use them to lash out,
to slash out the hearts of individual dolls who don’t fit in
to their scene. If one of these modern dolls offers you
a smile and uses the word love in your face, it is fake.
Love love love love love love love has been programmed
into their pretty rotten doll teeth..."
from my Doll Blood Spattering, up at The Rising Phoenix Review.

3/31/17

NEW in The Rising Phoenix Review - another "When I Used to be a Little Girl"

"When I finally glanced down, there was a circle shape
of blood on the floor. It was dripping from in between
my legs, brightening the cold concrete surroundings."


from another of my "When I Used to Be a Little Girl" poems, newly up at The Rising Phoenix Review HERE - https://therisingphoenixreview.com/2017/03/30/when-i-used-to-be-a-little-girl-by-juliet-cook-2/

3/20/17

NEW in The Rising Phoenix Review - "When I Used to be a Little Girl" ... AND NEW FLAPPERHOUSE #13

"We did not want a leader who would tilt nests upside down,
watch the baby birds fall out
and call himself the boss as they died."


from my poem "When I Used to be a Little Girl", now up at The Rising Phoenix Review, HERE - https://therisingphoenixreview.com/2017/03/20/when-i-used-to-be-a-little-girl-by-juliet-cook/


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Also, FLAPPERHOUSE #13, Spring 2017 is newly available today, HERE - https://flapperhouse.com/zine/13-spring-2017/

3/10/17

NEW in The Rising Phoenix Review - "This Body is a Blooming Corpse Flower"

"My womb is just a crawlspace
filled with little fake dick
and harry discharge instructions.
I walk around in circles, hissing
backwards soprano pick up lines
and watch the blood drip down
out of my lips, flooding another room
into a corpse vat. The shape of my mouth
was contorted, he used to tell me."
from my poem, "This Body is a Blooming Corpse Flower", now up at The Rising Phoenix Review

10/30/16

NEW in The Rising Phoenix Review - Blood on the unpillowed cases

"My fireworks are not even in control
of the red blood cells turning
into glowing alien space ships
dripping down. An onslaught
of tiny strobe lights, of red snow
hitting my windshield.
Three dead birds on the top of my head
had wanted to fly inside my brain,
but never made it past the cracked hat."
from my poem "Blood on the unpillowed cases", newly appearing within The Rising Phoenix Review 

10/15/16

NEW in The Rising Phoenix Review!

"The Blob scared me when I was a little girl.
I would scream inside my own head
and then mentally hurl The Blob until it broke
through a window and entered the house across the street.
Was it my fault if it grabbed someone there?
Was it my fault for not screaming out loud
to let them know The Blob was coming?"
from my poem "Trigger Loving Blob", newly published at The Rising Phoenix Review!
more HERE - https://therisingphoenixreview.com/2016/10/14/trigger-loving-blob-by-juliet-cook/

(also, my Trigger Loving Blob #2 appeared in Thank You For Swallowing last week, which can be accessed in the post below this one).