Tag Archives: Light

Found

Posted on September 11, 2017 by John Biscello

Notes from underground, written by future-self, now– once was lost, now found.

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Flophouse

Posted on September 1, 2017 by John Biscello

Love, the ultimate flophouse, the dogged prayer-bin, where you swap scars and hopes and soiled dreams pressed to the lungs of light, where half-moon fingernails clipped and kept in urns remind you that life is a fleeting sideshow, a strange … Continue reading →

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Camellia

Posted on August 24, 2017 by John Biscello

Fragrant silk manna, arising in deep, dark space– a survivor’s guide.

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Nephilim

Posted on August 11, 2017 by John Biscello

Between thorny and immaterial, Heaven became them in the cold luminous light of Nephilim exacting double-exposure on celluloid.

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Sorcery

Posted on August 11, 2017 by John Biscello

The false portal, merely window dressing, appeared in retrospect, long after the floating disc of arclight had guided her past the wraith, and teeth of smoke, a daring exit into fathomless depths.

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Ashprint

Posted on August 9, 2017 by John Biscello

Out of the ashes arose nothing recognizable. Embers, in memory, projected a blank sheaf of light to cover the loss.

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Thursday’s Child

Posted on July 15, 2017 by John Biscello

Wrapped snugly in a blanket of godlight, Thursday’s child indwells the symmetry of tigers burning bright to leave tracks on empty.

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It-Girl

Posted on May 25, 2017 by John Biscello

Her shadow projected at higher volume then the radiance which enclosed her in a cast fit to bind.

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Obscene not Herded

Posted on March 27, 2017 by John Biscello

Destiny, the morningstar, hikes her dress up high and pisses a saberlike stream of light, honeyed pixels outsourcing guidance.

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Lighted Window Syndrome

Posted on February 13, 2017 by John Biscello

All my life I have had lighted window syndrome. Being outside someone’s window at night, and seeing the lighted window, its warm amber glow was an invitation to feel a sense of home, not to be at home, … Continue reading →

Posted in Prose, Uncategorized | Tagged detachment, ghost, home, John Biscello, Light, Literary, Prose, story, window | Leave a comment