It is not


you are looking for,

it is


We dress

and undress

as mirrors,

conscripting images

to burn and cherish,

to reveal and reflect

the many sides

of a lighted front,

a sideways turn,

modeling love

in a series of fractures.

We tell ourselves

we are not enough,

and the Soul,

harboring every last gilded

shred of us, laughs its

warm, sagacious laugh,

knowing full well

how much of us

there is to be discovered,

beyond false claims

and the caking of ash.

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 Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale was named Underground Book Reviews 2014 Book of the Year.
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