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Round Trip

Posted on September 14, 2022 by John Biscello

There is a slow lasting burn on the road to heaven which admits meekness as a course of rightful inheritance, as a ringed torch song for reentry into the self dispossessed.

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Torch Song

Posted on October 7, 2020 by John Biscello

Some women waited for men to light their cigarettes for them but never her— she, the one who netted her own desire, and blatantly committed a most lovely heresy by balancing a small piece of the moon on her fingertips … Continue reading →

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Quartet

Posted on March 6, 2018 by John Biscello

On this side of the mirror, it begins with a light, courtesy kindling promise, yet on the other side, the smoke is already mood-thick and rising, suggesting second lives engaged in the slow burn of mutual arson.   (Photo by … Continue reading →

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Unreachable You

Posted on December 24, 2017 by John Biscello

It’s tough to always be in love with a ghost. Also it’s easy. The living don’t stand a chance against ghosts. In loving ghosts there are no real complications, no real disappointments, no real anything. There’s lots of teething on … Continue reading →

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Chet Baker

Posted on August 25, 2017 by John Biscello

Noticed the gilded wink and smudge Heaven’s kissprint on the furthest edge of sleek brass holding in its bottomless breath the bluest broken pieces of one man’s clean/cut heart treading blown glass lightly the beck and call of the saddest … Continue reading →

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