Juliet Escoria wrote YOU ARE THE SNAKE (forthcoming from Soft Skull in 2024), JULIET THE MANIAC (Melville House 2019), WITCH HUNT (Lazy Fascist 2016), and BLACK CLOUD (CCM/Emily Books 2014).
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Sweet Seals For You, Always

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Juliet Escoria wrote YOU ARE THE SNAKE (forthcoming from Soft Skull in 2024), JULIET THE MANIAC (Melville House 2019), WITCH HUNT (Lazy Fascist 2016), and BLACK CLOUD (CCM/Emily Books 2014).
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email: julietescoria at gmail.com
Torrey Pines, 1918, 6 years before the 101 was constructed.
can’t stop looking at photos of the ronettes
Gram Parsons/Keith Richards, Joshua Tree
we went for a long walk in the forest
Death Will Come and Will Have Your Eyes
Cesare Pavese wrote this poem and then killed himself shortly thereafter.
Death will come and will have your eyes— this death that accompanies us from morning till evening, unsleeping, deaf, like an old remorse or an absurd vice. Your eyes will be a useless word, a suppressed cry, a silence. That’s what you see each morning when alone with yourself you lean toward the mirror. O precious hope, that day we too will know that you are life and you are nothingness. Death has a look for everyone. Death will come and will have your eyes. It will be like renouncing a vice, like seeing a dead face reappear in the mirror, like listening to a lip that’s shut. We’ll go down into the maelstrom mute. --Translated by Geoffrey Brock
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