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cindy 92
She remembered how her friend used to say fear was an acronym for
False Evidence Appearing Real.
Another one she had come across—
Fuck Everything and Run.
She was, at present, beyond the scope and warrant of both acronyms.
Real and unreal no longer mattered; running was no longer an option.
The truth moved toward her very simply, with a sweetly fatal air
of almost solemn grace, and the sense of screamless terror which had collected
at the base of her spine since she was a child
stalked its way up to her brain,
where she was forced to watch
the softly flickering projection
of the girl on the screen
who could have been,
or perhaps was,
her twin.


(Photo by Cindy Sherman)

About John Biscello

Originally from Brooklyn, NY, writer, poet, spoken word performer, and playwright, John Biscello now lives in Taos, New Mexico. He is the author of three novels: Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale, Raking the Dust, and Nocturne Variations, and a collection of stories, Freeze Tag. His fiction and poetry has appeared in: Art Times, nthposition, The Wanderlust Review, Ophelia Street, Caper, Polyphony, Dilate, Militant Roger, Chokecherries, Farmhouse, BENT, The 555 Collective, Instigator, Brass Sopaipilla, The Iconoclast, Adobe Walls, Kansas City Voices, and the Tishman Review. His blog--Notes of an Urban Stray--can be read at johnbiscello.blogspot.com. Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale was named Underground Book Reviews 2014 Book of the Year.
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