Double Exposure

There is strange music in her head,
a choir’s brew.
You cannot see it
but, in the bask of a sunchecked idle,
she drifts beyond ordinary logic
to dream of water
like melted locks,
like aquamarine flowers
silk to the touch
and praising.
She could be Cleopatra on Valium,
calmly awaiting the tragic destiny of asp.
She could be Jackie O. sunbathing in Greece,
far far away from a slow motion drive in Dallas.
She could be Anne Sexton,
having escaped herself in a postcard
dispatched from Cairo or Capri
or Shangri-La, a cursory note
scrawled in haste–
Having a great time without you,
Love, Anne


About John Biscello

Originally from Brooklyn, NY, writer, poet, spoken word performer, and playwright, John Biscello now lives in Taos, New Mexico. He is the author of three novels: Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale, Raking the Dust, and Nocturne Variations, and a collection of stories, Freeze Tag. His fiction and poetry has appeared in: Art Times, nthposition, The Wanderlust Review, Ophelia Street, Caper, Polyphony, Dilate, Militant Roger, Chokecherries, Farmhouse, BENT, The 555 Collective, Instigator, Brass Sopaipilla, The Iconoclast, Adobe Walls, Kansas City Voices, and the Tishman Review. His blog--Notes of an Urban Stray--can be read at Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale was named Underground Book Reviews 2014 Book of the Year.
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