"icing with amputation"
Slash Pine Press has just sent out an email announcing that my newest poetry chapbook, FONDANT PIG ANGST, is now available for pre-order for only $5.00. If you would like me to forward you a copy of this email, which includes an attached form to order by mail, please feel free to let me know. They will also begin offering an online order

poltergeists or psychokinesis?
Is a Poltergeist a Ghostly Interference or a Manifestation of a Suppressed Female Psyche?A variation on the theme of my fondness for bloody telekinetic females and a brief exploration of cultural unease with female blood.http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/2402712/is_a_poltergeist_a_ghostly_interference.html?cat=34

Vagina Connoisseur
Today I typed myself into a search engine (I do this from time to time; let's just call it "poetry research") and happened upon this bizarre page called Vagina Connoisseur that randomly features a quote from one of my poems:http://vaginaconnoisseur.com/What the heck is going on here? I didn't willingly contribute my quote to this site. Does this have something to with my designer vagina poetry or maybe my new hair cut?While I'm not entirely sure how I feel about this, I can't say I'm entirely displeased. After all, I do like vaginas and I do like randomosity and this site seems to have plenty of both and more--f

prayers for children, possibly blasphemous
Because possiblyblasphemous is the best.I'm not quite sure why I'm still up, though. Getting almost too bleary-eyed to type articulately. Plus, I have PMS. Plus, I'm not exactly convinced by my latest hair cut. BUT. That aside.I'm here to say that my dog's newest lover is an entire bolt of fabric in a garish fake red velvet. I have the photos to prove it. Soon, I'll be blackmailing my own dog.Also wrote a new designer vagina this evening, partly inspired by a childhood memory, although that sounds a little wonky, doesn't it.Most especially though, I'm here to say that I have three poems in this fabulous, hideous, kinky new publication called P

awkward insertion of meat hook
If you were desiring a more peculiar tease about FONDANT PIG ANGST then what I offered below, you're in luck. You can now read a book blurb from a robot.I came to Juliet Cook's collection, Fondant Pig Angst, for glimpses into what it means to be human. I navigated my way through the detritus of the living -- took silk in my mouth, floated in a vat of tapioca, awkwardly inserted the meat hook. Cook's voice has disemboweled my assemblage, replaced my casing's wires with warped strings. If I am to believe Cook's speakers, the state of being human is nothing more than a blend of saltwater and ambergris, all in a jelly binding. I would rather remain a robot than dine a