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Chairs

Posted on October 12, 2017 by John Biscello

An empty chorus of chairs humming a nocturne, softly, in unison– Thanks for the memories!

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Parasol

Posted on October 12, 2017 by John Biscello

Will wonders never cease to freeze in place Beauty’s corseted voice, how we kiss rain between slats of sunlight and thin air?

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Rails

Posted on October 12, 2017 by John Biscello

Manic with vigor, city’s chaste love affair with itself, off the rails.

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Unrequited

Posted on October 12, 2017 by John Biscello

Pale girl’s greenest grief, fleeced by soft seedless petals– Hands blooming to freeze.

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Unmade

Posted on October 9, 2017 by John Biscello

We, running and running in place, fearful of cellular retakes, were arranged to be unmade– vagrants to symmetry’s tow.

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Catholic School Girls

Posted on October 8, 2017 by John Biscello

The Catholic school girls. With their short plaid skirts and white collared shirts and the inviting exposure between where the skirt cut off and the sock began, generating an erotic glare of exposed flesh. In their uniforms the Catholic school … Continue reading →

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In Love and War

Posted on October 8, 2017 by John Biscello

I dumped all my G.I. Joes out of the shopping bag and onto the pavement of the driveway. I separated the good guys from the bad guys, and then arranged them in specific positions. Before initiating a battle, or an … Continue reading →