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Visitation, 7/12/18

Posted on July 12, 2018 by John Biscello

Crawling on my wall, seven-legged white spider– your presence is gold.

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Level

Posted on July 12, 2018 by John Biscello

Girl, I will write you for a long, seething bask, Light seeks its own level.

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Foam

Posted on July 12, 2018 by John Biscello

Collect her broken bones, her sea-washed cortege, and sentences of charged glimmer, and pay close reverence to where the slow, reedy breath of the pearl steams the shell of its host, and when the time is right, just right, kiss … Continue reading →

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Peony

Posted on July 12, 2018 by John Biscello

The peony came at exactly the right time– The garden smiled, blushed.    

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Breeze

Posted on July 7, 2018 by John Biscello

More erotic dreams about the girl from the sea– Longing, rimmed with salt

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Jack Kerouac

Posted on June 29, 2018 by John Biscello

When I was a young man, a budding scribe eager to blossom white fire, and scabbed lotuses, you meant the world to me. You exposed me to velocity bop and piggyback rhythms, to applepie windowsill jazz and summerlight porchswings, to … Continue reading →

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Love’s Sweet Nothing

Posted on June 27, 2018 by John Biscello

Is there anything greater than the beautiful nothing that gets done with gingered languour that full-of-sweet nothing when you are lying in bed next to someone you love and after having participated in each other’s mysteries with a relish near … Continue reading →

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The Fourth, or, The Great Big Bang

Posted on June 27, 2018 by John Biscello

She wanted to celebrate the Fourth. She put on her Stars and Stripes panties. Packed her toy gun, the one with the BANG flag that unfurled, into her babyblue purse with silver sequins. After waggling her hips to emphasize the … Continue reading →

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Eye of the Tongue

Posted on June 26, 2018 by John Biscello

Will I run out of words before her mouth reaches mine and exhumes my distance? Tongues are such funny bridges.

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Ceremony

Posted on June 26, 2018 by John Biscello

At heart, in this commonest prolonged seance, ceremony to praise the ghostlight of our given stars, to raise the living and dead, beloved, such sweet mortal perish, this side of paradise, wisping away.  

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