Tag Archives: romance

Shuffle

Posted on September 18, 2017 by John Biscello

  Rigged shuffle to bare, Love being not blind but masked– Pair of hearts, folding.

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Total Eclipse

Posted on September 7, 2017 by John Biscello

Courtship between worlds, Love’s ravels tethered to smoke– Dream eclipses burn.

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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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Shadows on Ice

Posted on June 18, 2017 by John Biscello

Excerpt from Nocturne Variations.    They were spinning slowly, ever so slowly.    Do you want to go faster, Piers reached down for the dial. I can make us go faster.    No, Anya smiled. I like the speed. We’re … Continue reading →

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Worn

Posted on May 28, 2017 by John Biscello

In transit, and in stillness, station by station, one chance moment out of a million and one lost, we see love, in a precious tangle, a flaccid melt, and we renew ourselves through the rumpled means of lives unmade to … Continue reading →

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Winnie Cooper #9

Posted on March 23, 2017 by John Biscello

After all these years I still might use the same technique: tugging on pigtails. A cruel and delightful swing, gaining momentum to vault headfirst into your secret hive, vaguely aware of and interested in honey, but the main draw, your … Continue reading →

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Tracy

Posted on February 3, 2017 by John Biscello

   I won’t say Tracy was the first girl I ever fell in love with, but she was definitely my first obsession. I was sixteen at the time, she was fifteen.    She was a friend of my friend, Camille, … Continue reading →

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Aria for Two Voices

Posted on November 6, 2016 by John Biscello

It was perfect in that our distances mirrored one another’s fragile attempts for lasting intimacy, and in reaching we were guaranteed to come up empty yet singing.  

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