George

Posted on April 1, 2019 by John Biscello
Brancusi II
Monday, April 1st
Went bowling with George last night.
He refused to pick up the ball,
just stood there, frozen, blank,
his hands rsing toward his ears
in a lullaby clasp
as if he was planning on taking a nap.
Then, in a softly cryptic voice, he told me
that he had been having flashbacks–
another time, another place, another George,
a George-less George who didn’t enjoy
killing time
but rather avoided it like the plague.
I turned away from George,
who had become unfamiliar, strange,
George-less,
and hurled my ball down the lane,
instantly comforted by the sound of ten pins falling.
Tomorrow night
I think I’ll go bowling with Alan.
He works at Target
and is a video game junkie.
I hope George finds himself again.
For his own sake.
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About John Biscello

Originally from Brooklyn, NY, writer, poet, performer, and playwright, John Biscello, has lived in the high-desert grunge-wonderland of Taos, New Mexico since 2001. He is the author of four novels, Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale, Raking the Dust, Nocturne Variations, and No Man’s Brooklyn; 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 produced, full-length plays include: LOBSTERS ON ICE, ADAGIO FOR STRAYS, THE BEST MEDICINE, ZEITGEIST, U.S.A., and WEREWOLVES DON’T WALTZ.
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