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Timeshare
It is scary once you realize that the past can be changed, and that the future is fixed, a rigged absolute. Knowing that changes everything. And what about the present? For some the present is intolerable cruelty, unimpeachable company. For … Continue reading
Posted in Prose, Uncategorized
Tagged bill binzen, John Biscello, no man's brooklyn, novel, past present future, photo, time
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Game of Chance
He had searched high and low, mostly low, but he knew his fate waited somewhere between a wrong number and an empty glass. He squeezed his lucky rabbit’s foot before entering.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged anthony distefano, John Biscello, manhattan, new york noir, photo, the city, the odds
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Geist
Memory, like stone tapes, like hardened slabs of analog recalling the icy geist of my childhood in a Brooklyn basement, revisited.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged anthony distefano, basement, Bensonhurst, Brooklyn, childhood, John Biscello, memory, photo
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What Dreams May Come
Piers, cloud-crowned, reflectively slotted in her shadowlife. Nocturne on the horizon.
Posted in Books, Poetry, Prose, Publications, Uncategorized
Tagged clouds, John Biscello, nocturne variations, novel, november 2018, photo, piers, shadow
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Footfalls
Not a simple feat, to follow one’s own footsteps– I, me, her, repeat.
Posted in Prose, Uncategorized
Tagged 1960s, Edie Sedgwick, foosteps, haiku, image, John Biscello, photo, poem, pop culture, star, superstar
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Veils
Succubus to self, modeling Salome, dance of the seven deadly veils, thinned, to bare pleasure, and visitation rites.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged Cinema, dance, John Biscello, louise brooks, model, nude, photo, poem, salome, shoes, siren, succubus, veils
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Superstar
Baby, forget the petals, we’ll feed you thorns, you’ll be like Jesus Christ in black tights, a superstar in dark eye shadow, Joan of Arc with your own pop-branded stigmata, the world will adore you– What do you say? Will … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged adore, Edie Sedgwick, fame, flower, haiku, Jesus christ, joan of arc, John Biscello, photo, poem, rose, thorns
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Haunt
Make me an offer, they shoot pretty girls, don’t they? Leave haunting to me.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged Edie Sedgwick, film, glamour, haiku, It Girl, John Biscello, photo, poem, star, The Factory, warhol
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