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Tag Archives: hurt
Innocent When You Dream
Hidden, in full view of shadows well-fitted to be worn out at day’s end, the young girl bared herself to the woman she would become, years before love lifted then wrecked her sworn passage home. (Image of Marguerite Duras, … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged hurt, ill-fated romance, innocence, John Biscello, marguerite duras, poem, the lover
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Forever’s Youth
Anya and I had almost three weeks. The flirt and tease of a young forever. It felt good to be with Anya in this new way. We were no longer ourselves, we were ourselves as a couple, this … Continue reading
Posted in Prose, Uncategorized
Tagged anne brigman, forever, haunt, hurt, John Biscello, no man's brooklyn, novel, young love
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Outlet
Kiss my shame, she said, the moistened outlet to my sealed-in history, run your tongue, but gentle now, gentle, over my heart-shaped booboo, make it sing, as if the moon, a secret maestro, was drawing the most beautiful notes from … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged ache, hurt, John Biscello, love, nature, poem, romance, sea, water, wounds
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Pearl
Drowned at a young age, angel to a sunken arc– find her pearl-diving.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged angel, childhood, dive, ghost, girl, hurt, John Biscello, pearl, poemm haiku, resurrection, sea, wreck
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Breathing Lessons
One night Anya and I were hanging out in my living room. My father was in Atlantic City. My mother was dead. Had been for almost three years at that point. Anya and I had the place to … Continue reading
Posted in Prose, Uncategorized
Tagged anya, betrayal, Brooklyn, first love, hurt, John Biscello, kissing, love, no man's brooklyn, passion, Prose, story
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