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Monthly Archives: April 2016
Immigration Laws
We are immigrants in our own skin, flash-fire refugees who get by with falsified papers, fake IDs, and forged signatures. If caught and found guilty of a trespass or transgression, we pardon ourselves in our native tongues, language a placeholder … Continue reading
Aperture
Fade, how the light, contracting Amnesia, tenderly submits by subtly engaging a trick lens.
Posted in Artwork, Poetry
Tagged Bike, Brassai, John Biscello, Light, Literary, Poetry
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Annul
Forgiveness, gravity’s claim on cells duly annulled.
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged John Biscello, Literary, noell oszvald, Poetry
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Wordprey
Anais Nin, draped in a negligee of text– naked lunch break?
Brood
At the wound’s core, dark luscious ravels of text, courting, inviolate measures, the fathomless brood of Beauty’s End.
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Tagged Beauty, Chua ek Kay, John Biscello, Literary, Poetry, text
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Preschool, a Love Story
Jilly, aged three, bared her teeth & bit Jack, four, hard on the arm, breaking skin & drawing blood. Stunned, Jack’s baby blues ballooned & gaped at Jilly, bright with malice & glee. Why Jilly why, Jack cried, nursing his … Continue reading
Tangle
Grief, a tangle of hidden hands emerging to bury you standing.
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Tagged flowers, grief, John Biscello, josef sudek, Literary, Poetry
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Cleft
Kiss, the clefting of vowels while she brings your mouth to praise.
Bound
Intimacy, the skeining of desire, bound by recourse.
God’s Word Against Mine
And on the eighth day she was diagnosed an Artist, and saw that it was good and fierce and necessary, and went forth creating like a madwoman, rattling gravity shackles to the din of furor and crumbling towers within.
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