Breeze

Posted on May 8, 2018 by John Biscello
It was the way
she danced with words
when no one was looking,
the slant and tease,
fastening my burn
to the summer dress
spelling out her form
to my fingers,
their covet
to brand and possess,
breezing lightly
the thinnest air
between skin
and cloth.

 

 

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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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8 Responses to Breeze

  1. erroneouschoices's avatar erroneouschoices says:
    May 8, 2018 at 8:44 pm

    I like this night in John Biscellos life.

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  2. erroneouschoices's avatar erroneouschoices says:
    May 8, 2018 at 8:50 pm

    I feel sad it’s the last one to read. On to the Biscello archives

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