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Matches in the Moonlight

Deeply appreciated Candice Lousia Daquin’s incisive and in-depth review of The Last Furies. Excerpt of the review below: “With a background in screen-writing, these influences are Biscello’s nod to cinema and emphasis on art and visual components, often eschewing traditional … Continue reading

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Bert and George

“All Bert and George ever did was wander in the desert. An endless wandering, sandblasted peregrinations to nowhere, a tubercular odyssey with no point. They wandered, kept each other company, drove each other nuts, got into and out of scrapes … Continue reading

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Red Wedding Day

Hey, little sister, what is it you wish? A nice day for a red wedding A nice day to start again.

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Baffling the Sphinx

The word is my fourth dimension–Clarice Lispector And on the eighth and endless day, where the bottomless hallelujah meets Ouroboros, God created Clarice Lispector. Maybe. Maybe the music of that name was more pure music and vivid living syntax, and … Continue reading

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Stars

To glean, unerringly,the ripe maternal geniusof soil,she took lucid stockof her originsas a glamorous peasantfrom the cursive fiestaof stars–Words, as sacrosanct bond,became her,if only to negligeethe remote and hidden contoursof her fable unending.

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