Tag Archives: mannequin

What Dreams May Come

Posted on December 13, 2021 by John Biscello

NO ONE DREAMS IN COLOR: Man Vanishes Without a Trace.This, the dramatic headline which stirs Andrew DiBenedetto’s curiosity, and initiates a life-changing course. The vanished man is Paul Kirby, whose nine-minute film, Wendigo—the only film Kirby ever made—was one of Andrew’s … Continue reading →

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I’m Here

Posted on March 6, 2018 by John Biscello

Day after day after day modeling ripe, fugitive blankness, to the siege of passers-by who smiled sweetly and pointed at the coat, the dress, the bow, yet none of them saw what wasn’t blatantly advertised, the age-old curse which kept … Continue reading →

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Real Estate

Posted on March 2, 2018 by John Biscello

For Sale: Victorian-style home, shovel, plants, and hallowed plot of earth included. Head not part of the package, original guillotine, negotiable.

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged guillotine, head, house, John Biscello, las vegas, macabre, mannequin, New Mexico, poem, porch, steps, victorian | 1 Comment

Lucent

Posted on March 2, 2018 by John Biscello

The house, the chair, the vintage attire, the cloud-pastried sky with no limits, time and again she projected herself into someone else’s life, their memories and reality, and saw herself reflected as if a happy mannequin behind lucent glass.

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged clouds, dream, glass, John Biscello, las vegas, lucent, mannequin, New Mexico, poem, reality, sky, store, window | 1 Comment

Scene

Posted on February 28, 2018 by John Biscello

She was an accident waiting to happen, came the whispers. Not the kind of woman you’d want to be seen out with, muttered one Mack to another. I always knew she’d wind up like this, cried a woman, mirroring her … Continue reading →

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Net

Posted on September 17, 2017 by John Biscello

Naked, net value of a girl’s dreamless longing– Musing upon loss.

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Mannequin

Posted on May 19, 2017 by John Biscello

After countless years of mind-numbing routine, strolling up and down the avenue where she shopped for groceries and clothing and listlessly scavenged storefront windows with vicarious pleasure, on October 13th the housewife experienced a foreign sensation, astonishment, freighted with terror, … Continue reading →

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Gondola

Posted on May 11, 2016 by John Biscello

Distance, the middle ground between lovers locked in psychic undress; a ritual burlesque exposing wounds, we reverse course and seed safe harbors at the expense of metaphor and masks; intimacy skinned to savor a new course, near to grace, unfiltered.

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Meet me at the End of the Tunnel

Posted on May 5, 2016 by John Biscello

Forsaken angel seeking Mortal reprieve– serious applicants only.

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