Alien Skull Infiltration

While looking upon some of my recent photos, I started thinking that I looked like an alien skull (I used to think I looked like an alien witch). Then I started thinking more stuff along alien skull lines and found it rather interesting.

In an oddly appealing sort of manner, I realized that after having a semi-recent health experience through which I could have died, I am lucky to be alive, but am now infiltrated with skulls, as though skulls are a semi-scary, semi-scarred, darkly delicious, festive part of my life!

I've received skull jewelry from a man I love(he has a strange skull tattoo, which I've seen in person several times this year) and he & I & a long time best friend of mine also attended a Day of the Dead Skull art space together.

I've received skull socks from a yummy poet friend AND from a delicious artsy photographer friend.

I sent some skull xmas cards at the end of last year. I painted skull magnets and a skull box for friends/lovers.

And just this past week, I received a bright red skull heart journal fom the ladypants poet friend.

I've used the word 'Skull' in several of my semi-recent poems ("an imploding bath of dark skull sex").

And now I am starting to look like an alien skull.

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

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