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Steppingstone

Posted on October 6, 2020 by John Biscello

She had played dress-up to echo the life without— At twilight, she’d shed. #22 from Untitled Film Poems Image by Cindy Sherman

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Vertigo

Posted on October 6, 2020 by John Biscello

There were too many pieces to the puzzle, too many keen faults in the symmetry. She locked eyes with the darkened window of the building across the street, and when vertigo took the elevator down to meet her where she … Continue reading →

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The Double

Posted on October 6, 2020 by John Biscello

There was a staggered repeatability to her days which she counted upon for a semblance of security and rightness, so you can imagine her surprise when she looked across the street and saw a woman identical to her, same head … Continue reading →

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American Gothic

Posted on October 6, 2020 by John Biscello

A tableaux of modern gothic, modeling the claims of dying light– To go gently, or to rage within a facade of ice? #17 from Untitled Film Poems Image by Cindy Sherman

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Singe

Posted on October 5, 2020 by John Biscello

In a sense, you could call it a stay of execution, but that would be waxing operatic just to make the whole thing worth remembering. Still, he had groveled before your feet, while clutching at your shadow’s hem, begging for a … Continue reading →

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Crossbearing

Posted on October 5, 2020 by John Biscello

She, the heroine, in the still of her own life– Christ, how far to go? #15 from Untitled Film Poems Image by Cindy Sherman

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Fable

Posted on October 5, 2020 by John Biscello

The woman, fronting a fable, wondered– Am I the cause, or the effect? No answer forthcoming, she considered splitting, before she turned her back on herself and left. #14 from Untitled Film Poems Image By Cindy Sherman

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Booksmart

Posted on October 5, 2020 by John Biscello

Perhaps he was right, and God was a peeping Tom— Fiction turned her on. #13 from Untitled Film Poems Image by Cindy Sherman

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Baggage Claim

Posted on October 5, 2020 by John Biscello

Was it fate, a fire sale, history? The longest-running soap serial was drawing to a close, if only the damned latch hadn’t been broken, if only escape plans could be executed without the claim of baggage. #12 from Untitled Film … Continue reading →

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What Dreams May Come

Posted on October 5, 2020 by John Biscello

Her dreams possessed the symmetry of a sorrow undisclosed to the dreamer who borrowed her body to model alleged reality. #11 from Untitled Film Poems Image by Cindy Sherman

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