Tag Archives: girl

Pearl Diver

Posted on March 29, 2018 by John Biscello

She, the pearl-diver, master of holding her breath, breathes out, and rises.

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Pearl

Posted on March 29, 2018 by John Biscello

Drowned at a young age, angel to a sunken arc– find her pearl-diving.

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Girl, Chair

Posted on March 20, 2018 by John Biscello

The girl in the chair is no longer the girl in the chair, she is neither here nor there, she is always and forget-me-not, soul-spray and glacial uproar causing a siege, she is the spidery patterns of her exploded heart, … Continue reading →

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Road

Posted on March 8, 2018 by John Biscello

Waiting, still, waiting, the unbearable lightness of life between homes. (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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Ghost Dance

Posted on March 8, 2018 by John Biscello

Thinning of the veils, ghost engaging girl to dance– No partner needed. (Photo by Anne Brigman)

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Doll

Posted on March 4, 2018 by John Biscello

She keeps strict vigil over Childhood in action, every fragrance and nuance, every lost tooth and blown-out birthday candle, every romp in the grass and Goliath slain, she keeps conscious watch, so later, when the box and the dark come … Continue reading →

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Baffle

Posted on March 1, 2018 by John Biscello

It had been a long climb up the steps, and an even longer journey to get there. And now this. The man, who had been a boy when he started the trip, paused, to catch his breath, to settle into … Continue reading →

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Poolside

Posted on February 27, 2018 by John Biscello

The water listened to the girl disappear and hissed. It was a warning that no one should try and follow her, every last fragment now belonged to incalculable depths. She was safe from trespass and further fracturing. (Photo … Continue reading →

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Anya Rising

Posted on February 21, 2018 by John Biscello

(Excerpt from No Man’s Brooklyn.) I see her rising off the bathroom tiles, toes pointing downward. I know this is a dream but I also know this actually happened, once, a long time ago. Except then Anya … Continue reading →

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Preschool: A Love Story

Posted on February 19, 2018 by John Biscello

Jilly, aged three, bared her teeth & bit Jack, four, hard on the arm, breaking skin & drawing blood. Stunned, Jack’s baby blues ballooned & gaped at Jilly, bright with malice & glee. Why Jilly why, Jack cried, nursing his … Continue reading →

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