Monthly Archives: March 2020

The Shrining

Posted on March 16, 2020 by John Biscello

Grace-note to self: Make a malleable shrine out of everything, everything, and trust that reverence is astoundingly radical in what it will include as sacred and profound– there are no limits to this, build malleable shrines, like a child mating … Continue reading →

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Still Life w/ Wonder

Posted on March 16, 2020 by John Biscello

Wherever I am, adrift and wonderwheeling, the lay of dreams, still.

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Know What I Mean?

Posted on March 16, 2020 by John Biscello

“I don’t know” might be the three most powerful and talismanic words after: “I love you.” They are some of the truest finest words, though they often get a bad rap, or are maligned as weak, ineffectual, lacking in the … Continue reading →

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Pascal’s Dog

Posted on March 16, 2020 by John Biscello

In this room, alone, a calling to intimate true worlds beyond veils.

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Hand Me a Tissue

Posted on March 15, 2020 by John Biscello

It became known as the time of the Great Wipe-Out, when, within days, toilet paper grew endangered, and then became extinct, the dodo or passenger pigeon of spool-rolled tissue, and people, with unwiped bums and infant-style rashes, seized up and … Continue reading →

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Touch

Posted on March 15, 2020 by John Biscello

On the day that grace re-entered the atmosphere, there was a hush, a sentient quilt of true silence, that covered the pooling plague of static which had made for ill communication, and everyone feelized deeply the limitless scope and range … Continue reading →

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We Could Be Heroes

Posted on March 15, 2020 by John Biscello

This Just In: times of duress and crisis need heroes, super or otherwise. Find the one that lives inside you, give her a name, give him a persona or crafted style to claim. And if you feel that you are … Continue reading →