“After all, it is no more surprising to be born twice, than it is to be born once.” – Voltaire
On
the slow
winding
backroads
to heaven,
the soul–
burnished, braided in ash,
given to fits of symmetry,
plunged into plagues,
stuck with knives
in a circus fiasco,
hitching freights–
just keeps on going and going,
cycling through a gateless opera of lives,
herald to its own bask
and choir,
birth and death
but arbitrary checkpoints
in its endless assumption
of wonder.
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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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