Monthly Archives: June 2019

Here’s Looking at Us

Is this not the art and trick to being human, and in love? A matter of perspective, a rooted widening, wherein distances harbor the marvels of intimacy in rapt enclosure?

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Her

She, the mystery, to whom I turn toward, falling, with light in my eyes.

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Corner Shot

The word on the street kept him waiting for a dame made of ink-wet dreams.

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Coquetry

The sea’s salt-fringed skirt glistens, while flashing rare pearls- Shoreline pants, waiting.    

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What Lasts

Renewal, in nuptial surges and capered bibs of froth; the stones, studded to shore, ennoble the silence of their music to the fondling sea, mates playing freely on the wild fadeless cusp of here and forevermore.

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Hypnotherapy

The most curious eye, voracious in its wandering, seals volumes of air for Imagination to digest and respire in.

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Transients

She was a matter of falling, and scaling the air, and I, street to her clouds, abandoned myself to growing realer and realer in vivid contrast to her sofly fading out and in.

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Listening to the Dark-John Biscello

Originally posted on Heretics, Lovers, and Madmen:
an excerpt from “No Man’s Brooklyn” ? Remember when we were kids and we’d sometimes have sleepovers and listen to the dark together? That’s what you called it, Anya, listening to the dark.…

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As Below, So Above

Katabasis, or downgoing, is an ancient practice with no set course or singular pattern; every human, in their own time, at their own pace, braves the simple, necessary steps to align the air of metaphor with foolproof grounding, en route … Continue reading

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Dream Life

Fastened to heaven, the gaze, rapt upon shedding– Feet planted to cede.

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