Monthly Archives: August 2018

Long Before Shakespeare

Posted on August 5, 2018 by John Biscello

Sound and the Fury– The sea’s repeating dreamlife in white heat, storied.

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And the Band Played On

Posted on August 5, 2018 by John Biscello

Soft mermaid halos held in the tears of a stone– Sea’s choral fable.

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Swell

Posted on August 5, 2018 by John Biscello

This house on a hill, overlooking love, dreams us– Clouds, gently touched, swell.

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Terrace

Posted on August 5, 2018 by John Biscello

Young girl on terrace, looking down upon the world– Where did mommy go?

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Picasso Who?

Posted on August 5, 2018 by John Biscello

No painter required, just a door, and running blues– Fuck museum walls.

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Sea Change

Posted on August 5, 2018 by John Biscello

There is only so long a mermaid can linger on land before some collector with a fetishistic bent, and sheer volumes of emptiness matching his compensatory cravings, renders her a mute and immobile object of worship, not only for his … Continue reading →