Tag Archives: Literary

Girl

Posted on May 29, 2017 by John Biscello

Shrouded in white fire, barred from true exit, she, a marvelous and fearful shudder, is torn mysteriously from dreams rounded by the sleep of babes fitted to gallows.

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Summer Song

Posted on May 29, 2017 by John Biscello

At the edge of a remote island, (sirens in the distance) modeling jigsaw scars, cracked veins, and an oily sheen, a fast fade dream, a scorched mirage, occurs every evening like clockwork. Walter, jangling his bell, shouting: Good Humor Man, … Continue reading →

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Venus Infers

Posted on May 28, 2017 by John Biscello

Withholding, with intent, for so very  very long, the mouth like moth to flame engaged the key to its lock, while the eyes watched her lover, bearing the scripted burn, drop to his knees, modeling a biblical take on crush.

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Blue

Posted on May 25, 2017 by John Biscello

They, without words, have agreed to model the sea, to mimic its waves by air, blue and heat, fasting symmetry with intent to respire and please.

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Flight Pattern

Posted on May 25, 2017 by John Biscello

He has peopled the world outside his window with decoys and delegates. They go where he cannot, they climb and scrabble and perch where he can only watch. The cage, you see, is more than just a symbolic prop. He … Continue reading →

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Cinema

Posted on May 25, 2017 by John Biscello

Framed, the naked, unabashed glee of a littleboy protected by the fact that she, the blind girl, cannot pin nor freeze him as a tramp; ennobled by faith and feeling alone, he has matched his character to the white flower … Continue reading →

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Cakewalk

Posted on May 24, 2017 by John Biscello

The day the plastic bride and groom came to life and climbed down from their three-tier wedding cake, tracking footprints of vanilla frost onto the carpet of the living room, which came with a matching couch and recliner, floral-print curtains, an … Continue reading →

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Volume by White

Posted on May 23, 2017 by John Biscello

The staggered trajectory of the cicada’s voiceprints, a slow clean fade into reprieve and lasting fugue.

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TV

Posted on May 21, 2017 by John Biscello

Light, a beacon in a fish-bowl. It was the only channel Bobby received at night after his parents went to sleep, after his vision adjusted to the warning signals arraigned in silence.

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The Chairs

Posted on May 21, 2017 by John Biscello

Stiff-spined, hammer-headed, squat-bottomed, rubble-flecked alternates to the chairs that once stilled motion and held human life; the people lost, the flights canceled, the chairs a stirring musical memory, a ghostly paean to the dashed dreams of a grave new world, … Continue reading →

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