Tag Archives: cindy sherman

Moonshine

Posted on October 7, 2020 by John Biscello

It had been a night to forget, many were. She blamed the moon, because it was there, a mocking bauble belonging to someone else’s idea of munificent and festive. The scraping at the back of her brain would stop any … Continue reading →

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Deposed

Posted on October 7, 2020 by John Biscello

It was a wrong turn, modeling a cobbled geography of hell, that led her down and away from the sorceress she had been once upon a time in someone else’s kingdom of rape and vampires. #26 from Untitled Film Poems … Continue reading →

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Travel Plans

Posted on October 6, 2020 by John Biscello

Had she done the right thing? And by right thing what or whose standards was she applying to measure the moral correctness or lack thereof of what she had done? She had grown sick and tired of considering every angle … Continue reading →

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Reel

Posted on October 6, 2020 by John Biscello

No matter how many times she played it over and over in her mind she couldn’t for the life of her digest the magnitude of what had been taken and why. #24 from Untitled Film Poems Image by Cindy Sherman

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Butter and Arson

Posted on October 6, 2020 by John Biscello

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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Steppingstone

Posted on October 6, 2020 by John Biscello

She had played dress-up to echo the life without— At twilight, she’d shed. #22 from Untitled Film Poems Image by Cindy Sherman

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Vertigo

Posted on October 6, 2020 by John Biscello

There were too many pieces to the puzzle, too many keen faults in the symmetry. She locked eyes with the darkened window of the building across the street, and when vertigo took the elevator down to meet her where she … Continue reading →

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Framework

Posted on October 6, 2020 by John Biscello

A well-ordered day, relative to the framing, which living betrayed. #20 from Untitled Film Poems Image by Cindy Sherman

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Runes

Posted on October 6, 2020 by John Biscello

Fall in the city. A building offers the glyphic runes of a tectonic language in relief that goes unnoticed by the woman who has just seen her lover listening to another woman closely. #19 from Untitled Film Poems Image by … Continue reading →

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The Double

Posted on October 6, 2020 by John Biscello

There was a staggered repeatability to her days which she counted upon for a semblance of security and rightness, so you can imagine her surprise when she looked across the street and saw a woman identical to her, same head … Continue reading →

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