"My brain is broken. Slashed like an old horror
film scene, retching and dragging my un-tight legs along
this antiquated, soon to be autopsied linoleum floor.
Cracked allure of concussive gore. Bruised and confused
and wavering away from reality. Disabled runway model"
part of my long-ish poem, "The Age of Vicissitude"
I'm delighted to have this poem appearing within HSTQ: Spring 2025, the latest curated collection from Horror, Sleaze and Trash!
You can download this new collection for FREE here - https://horrorsleazetrash.com/2025/06/19/hstq-spring-2025/
This poem of mine also appears in my most recently published chapbook, "Blue Stingers Instead of Wings" (Pure Sleeze Press, 2025), which is still available to be acquired from Pure Sleeze here - https://puresleezepress.bigcartel.com/
Or from my own Blood Pudding Press here - https://www.etsy.com/listing/4314653197/new-blue-stingers-instead-of-wings-by
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6/26/25
3/2/25
NEW! My long poem "The Age of Vicissitude" is appearing in Horror Sleaze Trash!
"My brain is broken. Slashed like an old horror
film scene, retching and dragging my un-tight legs along
this antiquated, soon to be autopsied linoleum floor.
Cracked allure of concussive gore. Bruised and confused
and wavering away from reality. Disabled runway model.
Old cat lady with swollen feet and scratches across
flimsy wrists. Another pair of cat eye glasses
falls off my head and breaks and the room grows darker."
A small part of a long poem of mine, "The Age of Vicissitude", which is newly appearing today in Horror Sleaze Trash!
Read more HERE - https://horrorsleazetrash.com/2025/03/02/juliet-cook/
(This poem is longer than my usual and will also be appearing in my chapbook "Blue Stingers Instead of Wings", forthcoming this Spring from Pure Sleeze Press.)
film scene, retching and dragging my un-tight legs along
this antiquated, soon to be autopsied linoleum floor.
Cracked allure of concussive gore. Bruised and confused
and wavering away from reality. Disabled runway model.
Old cat lady with swollen feet and scratches across
flimsy wrists. Another pair of cat eye glasses
falls off my head and breaks and the room grows darker."
A small part of a long poem of mine, "The Age of Vicissitude", which is newly appearing today in Horror Sleaze Trash!
Read more HERE - https://horrorsleazetrash.com/2025/03/02/juliet-cook/
(This poem is longer than my usual and will also be appearing in my chapbook "Blue Stingers Instead of Wings", forthcoming this Spring from Pure Sleeze Press.)
6/29/24
NEW! I am peculiarly thrilled to have a creepy collaborative clown poem appearing in Horror Sleaze Trash!
"The oldest of the clowns forms the apex of a rotting and sadistic pyramid in which hellbent volcanic ash pours out of the mother clowns mouths like a gravy vat of drying blood."
in Alex S. Johnson and I's creepy collaborative clown poem, "Greasepaint Inferno", which is now making an appearance within Horror Sleaze Trash HERE - https://horrorsleazetrash.com/2024/06/29/juliet-cook-and-alex-s-johnson/
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