Category Archives: Artwork

Inspired by Real Events

Posted on July 4, 2019 by John Biscello

It wasn’t her in the book, but it could be. Why couldn’t it be? If she modeled herself correctly, assuming the strictest code of due fiction, she could rival the heroine between the covers and rest easy, knowing others were … Continue reading →

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Doorframe

Posted on July 4, 2019 by John Biscello

The course couldn’t be changed, same as the sounds coming from the other side of the door, which belonged to her broken-in replacement. She waited for something to stop, or perhaps to knock and show that the next move was … Continue reading →

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Undergrowth

Posted on July 3, 2019 by John Biscello

There had been rumors, hints, warnings, about the nature of certain fairy tales that fucked you in the end— The trees bent to listen, or rather to feel the story of her grief soaking into the earth and slaking the … Continue reading →

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Smolder

Posted on July 3, 2019 by John Biscello

In a sense, you could call it a stay of execution, but that would be waxing operatic just to make the whole thing worth remembering. Still, he had groveled before your feet, while clutching at your shadow’s hem, begging for … Continue reading →

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Movement from an Unfinished Solo

Posted on July 3, 2019 by John Biscello

It was an option, one that promised an ending— The steps seemed endless.   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)    

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Some Like It Hot

Posted on July 2, 2019 by John Biscello

Some women waited for men to light their cigarettes for them but never her— she, the one who netted her own desire, and blatantly committed a most lovely heresy by balancing a small kernel of the moon on her fingertips … Continue reading →

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Home and Away

Posted on July 2, 2019 by John Biscello

She turned, obliquely, to reframe her perspective– Maybe one last chance?   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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Film Treatment

Posted on July 2, 2019 by John Biscello

She had played dress-up to echo the life without– At twilight, she’d shed.   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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Framework

Posted on July 2, 2019 by John Biscello

A well-ordered day, relative to the framing, which living betrayed.   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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Any Given Moment

Posted on July 2, 2019 by John Biscello

She paused, to reflect upon how, in this house, there would never be a shortage of glasses, they’d never run out. Forever, the company of herself, absolished in the throes of forgetting.   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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