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Night at the Opera

Is the monkey mind tethered to the man or to the box in which the man keeps his thoughts locked? Music plays, as a tin cup rattles its petition for change, and eveything continues, as is.

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Revolution

Miller on his bike, joy riding through the cosmos– the lore of cycling.   (Photo: Henry Miller and his bike)  

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Window

Withdrawal intends its own wan truth and fading– Twilight becomes her.   (Meshes of the Afternoon, Maya Deren, 1943)

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It’s a Kind of Magic

Crafting from a wordless place, the Sorcerer’s stones became young girls trying to escape the grip of an audience that preyed on magic and cinema.   (Image by Maya Deren)

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Of Time and the River – John Biscello

Short prose piece on Free Verse Revolution

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Origin Story

The music stayed still, grew its own body to rapture and grieve, in concert with a species of veil crafted from small, rare birds and the meshes of patterned weeping.   (Image by Man Ray)

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Hers and Hers

Never the same woman twice, reality assigns symmetry to fractures, while crossing infinite lengths in blurred pursuit of fated mending.

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Silent Night

Start with the glacial base, the hunk of unforgiving crystal on which the tree is mounted, then trace the filigreed limbs of the tree, its shadow a twin belonging to the woman modeling Winter as a softly fringed species of … Continue reading

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Now Showing

Constellations pogo to the logic of spores mounting an art show protean in course and limnal uproar.   (Artwork by Chua ek Kay)

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Lost in Transit

the morning after she realized the life she led was someone else’s.    

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