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Tag Archives: arson
This Side of Arson
It is an emptying-out, a daily maintenance of purge which, in its favored form, testifies to the lore of secrets held within revelations, or, delineates just cause for an arsonist’s burning.
Butter and Arson
Perhaps, in a hundred years, none of this would matter— the man across the street would just be a man and not her husband holding hands with that bitch from 5-C who had the nerve to knock on their door … Continue reading
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Tagged arson, betrayal, cindy sherman, John Biscello, love and marriage, photography, Poetry, untitled film poems, untitled film still
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Homecoming
All it would take is a single match, and everything inside her that had dried into tinder. Funny, that it would be the house and not her engulfed in flames, but the heat would blister and violently press needles into … Continue reading
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Tagged arson, cindy sherman, house on fire, John Biscello, photography, poem, untitled film still
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Firestarter
There is nothing quite like making briny love to holy fire and falling deeply into one’s own molten core screaming yes yes the plunge and firewalk of your starring parts melting in ecstasy raw to the touch and numinous tongues … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged arson, burning, holy fire, John Biscello, love, oem, saints, soul, soul on fire, spirit, St. Catherine
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Portense
By fever, and sappy resin, proof positive that bodies, in thorny solder, invent new ways for souls to portend and commit arson.
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Tagged arson, John Biscello, love, lust, poem, portense, sensual
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Initiate
It was only when her thighs caught fire that he began to understand the laws of arson as practiced by goddesses imitating sirens.
Call
Channeling the fire in my throat to meet my heart’s rising call, or, how the mating of arson and grace breathes new life into immeasurably just cause.
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Tagged arson, call, fire, grace, heart, John Biscello, Literary, Poetry
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Arson
To speak fire these days, to claim desire in a fierce consumptive manner, is no longer a popular notion, no longer in vogue. It is an outworn, outmoded, out-dated form of expression. We know too much, we know too much … Continue reading
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