Category Archives: Poetry

Traces

Posted on July 9, 2019 by John Biscello

The letters ran together, a blur, and vicious assembly, which forced her to comprehend  an absence, with no prints to register.   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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Under and Above

Posted on July 9, 2019 by John Biscello

As a child, they had tried to scare her with stories of Jaws, and other undersea dangers. Her mother wanted her to be safe, which meant keeping her as close to shore as possible. Now, out there, alone, bobbing, she … Continue reading →

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Folds

Posted on July 9, 2019 by John Biscello

Backlit to claim form, the shadow slipped over her and bared its longing.   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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Against the Grain

Posted on July 7, 2019 by John Biscello

Two things clawed at her mind— this was no way for a brain to behave, and why couldn’t she remember the fucking mantra, it was designed to help and she sure as shit had paid enough for it. As she … Continue reading →

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Remains of the Day

Posted on July 7, 2019 by John Biscello

From where she sat, the house seemed to be swaddled in sheer gauze, and flickering, like a light that was about to go out. She considered adjusting her view to dispel what must be an illusion, but there was something … Continue reading →

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Minor to Major

Posted on July 5, 2019 by John Biscello

Had she done the right thing? And by right thing what or whose standards was she applying to measure the moral correctness or lack thereof of what she had done? She had grown sick and tired of considering every angle … Continue reading →

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It’s Not What You Think

Posted on July 4, 2019 by John Biscello

As the water softened the earth in the garden, she peered out from under her sunhat to gauge if that dark thing coiled by the fence was really a snake, and if so, by god, could it be smiling?   … Continue reading →

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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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