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Welcome to the Terrordome

Posted on August 22, 2019 by John Biscello

She remembered how her friend used to say fear was an acronym for False Evidence Appearing Real. Another one she had come across— Fuck Everything and Run. She was, at present, beyond the scope and warrant of both acronyms. Real … Continue reading →

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Icarus, Remixed

Posted on August 19, 2019 by John Biscello

I was Icarus with double-edged wings once upon a time. The dreamer’s big eyes, full of flames and longing, the impetuous nature, the jazz of my soaring, all of it defined me as the blaring antithesis to my dad’s son-proofed … Continue reading →

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In Praise of Ryokan

Posted on August 15, 2019 by John Biscello

The moon, melting liquid frost onto my window, slips through my fingers, as I recall that legendary jewel thief who once pulled off an impossible heist, which, to this day, the right kind of fools, lovers and lunatics, constellate their … Continue reading →

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Gusty Winds May Exist

Posted on August 14, 2019 by John Biscello

Gusty Winds May Exist. This was the sign I saw on the highway when driving back from Albuquerque. Gusty Winds May Exist. Which, speculatively insinuates, they may also not exist. A climate conundrum and barometric riddle to challenge everything you thought you knew about … Continue reading →

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Pressure Cooker

Posted on August 13, 2019 by John Biscello

Sometimes the last straw was a torn grocery bag while several cracked eggs bled yolk onto the floor and you heard his key in the front door and the blackening notion that any one of the pans would do the … Continue reading →

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Room to Spare

Posted on August 13, 2019 by John Biscello

At a lighted remove, she coerces solitude into a tender rapport with her barest haunt.   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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Looking Without

Posted on August 13, 2019 by John Biscello

The simplest means to revelation, and perhaps revolution, was to stay away from mirrors and the masks which justified their glaring reproof.   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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The Fountain

Posted on August 10, 2019 by John Biscello

Washington Square Park. From Anthony Distefano’s “city scene” series.  

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New York Noir

Posted on August 9, 2019 by John Biscello

Two more from Anthony Distefano’s “street scene” series.  

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Light Becomes Her

Posted on August 9, 2019 by John Biscello

There was never going to be any show, she knew that. Yet she fed on the light to counteract an unappeasable hunger, to star where the emptiness reamed darkest.   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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