You mean to tell me
that God is Bo Peep
and her sheep are not sheep at all
but rather dream-spiders
spinning intricate patterns
and noodle-strand mandalas
to freestyle a movable feast
in some obscure forest
known by some as the Forest of Foxes Secret Weddings
and by others as
Joe the No-Name Forest
I mean
is that what you’re telling me?


(Artwork by Izumi Yokoyama)


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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14 Responses to Happenstance

  1. I feel like you’re wonderful at writing so many different kinds of things that surely you’ve added children’s books to your repertoire?
    This was great, gave me a smile 🙂


    • Yes, I actually have a children’s book I wrote years ago, which I still hope to publish. And recently had a book of fables, which were adaptations of classic fables, published, and they were paired with illustrations from a 1921 book. It’s called Once Upon a Time: Classic Fables Reimagined. And yea, in thinking of writing as a body of work, or leaving behind a “body” of work, well I wouldn’t want to leave behind just thumbs and a spleen, or a scrotum and an earlobe, try to be as full-bodied as possible, dig 😉

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  2. I think I’d love to live in your life with a spare room in your mind, not as you but as me watching you. Probably all the entertainment and fulfillment I’d need.


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