Hell, according to Sartre,
is other people.
When I arrived, god knows where,
silence, dust, clouds, a time-scarred sign
and not a soul anywhere to be found,
I began, in earnest, and jest,
to wonder if Sartre was right,
 a favored solitary principle
adjusted to fit one’s gaze
and plight.


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 johnbiscello.blogspot.com. Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale was named Underground Book Reviews 2014 Book of the Year.
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8 Responses to Lodge

  1. This is wonderful.

    Recently you didn’t post something for over a twenty four hour period and I panicked thinking you might have stopped forever 😶

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    • Some forevers are shorter than others, as any middles school romance would attest to 😉 That was my day off from writing, when I didn’t post. Being between projects right now, a state which sometimes induces great panic and restlessness within me (though I’ve gotten A LOT better), allows me time for smaller side projects, like writing specifically for the blog. I like to give myself specific assignments, this last one having to do with writing to photos and visual images, which I greatly enjoy, hence the blog-baked flurry. I also enjoy your takes on relationship, and self-actualization, and your self-empowered stance on Cran-Rasberry Snapple, indeed you are a liberated female drinker of the best stuff on earth 😉 CranRazz, your newest in a growing line of nicknames?

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  2. Ha to your first sentence, mostly humorous because of which I have a serious writing (middle school) crush on you. The things I typically find myself in when I find writers/authors I adore. I’m thinking that’s where the nerves and butterflies come from in your blogging presence. Haha. As well as I keep linking readers to your blog everywhere I do. 🤷‍♀️
    Cranrazz, I think it’s my favorite so far. Whenever you add two zz’s to anything it sounds much cooler.

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    • Thanks for the middle school crush. The little boy in me, gooey-centered as he is, still responds adoringly to things of that nature : ) As an Italian, the way to my heart is to my stomach, as a writer the way to my heart is to and through my imagination (and words). Typically, I don’t like to converse all that much through the comment section, or to engage in cross-currents of cyber-dialogue. Though, look, here I am doing it … with you . . . CranRazz … two zz’s does make a difference, and perhaps has the bestest ring of all your nicknamezzz…

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