Climate

Posted on April 20, 2018 by John Biscello
Her fractures, to mend,
begged a lacy run of slowmelt kisses–
As above, so below.
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About John Biscello

Originally from Brooklyn, NY, novelist, poet, performer, playwright and filmmaker, John Biscello, has lived in the high-desert grunge-wonderland of Taos, New Mexico since 2001. He is the author of six novels, Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale, Raking the Dust, Nocturne Variations, No Man’s Brooklyn, The Last Furies, and No One Dreams in Color; a collection of stories, Freeze Tag, two poetry collections, Arclight and Moonglow on Mercy Street; and a fable, The Jackdaw and the Doll, illustrated by Izumi Yokoyama. He also adapted classic fables, which were paired with the vintage illustrations of artist, Paul Bransom, for the collection: Once Upon a Time, Classic Fables Reimagined. His plays have been staged and performed both nationally and internationally.
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6 Responses to Climate

  2. erroneouschoices's avatar erroneouschoices says:
    April 20, 2018 at 10:04 am

    I felt like a I left a comment here just a bit I ago. 🤔
    I’m making it again and if it also appears on something else you’ve done there’s either a theme running through me or one through you lol

    This reads sensually to me but that might just be me, sometimes certain words make me feel certain things that others don’t. I have a word fetish. Ha

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  3. erroneouschoices's avatar erroneouschoices says:
    April 20, 2018 at 11:01 am

    Alrighty mister, what have you dont with my one hundred comments on this post?!

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  4. erroneouschoices's avatar erroneouschoices says:
    April 21, 2018 at 7:45 am

    Potted meat girl, at your service

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