“FOUR” CAST The earth’s been here four billion years, But humans mere four million. How often has the atmosphere Received a “global killing?” Have comets many seared the skies, Volcanoes oft erupted? What oceans parched till desert-dry And climates left disrupted? How many times has planet warmed, Engorged with greenhouse gasses, While glaciers melted and reformed […]
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IN THE LONG RUN (By Joseph Cavera) Run to get the endorphins flowing Run away from the catastrophes you’ve created Run over all the bases in the game Run off on a tangent Run out of ideas, think once more Run far far away like a psycho killer, or Forrest Gump Run till your heart’s content, and your legs […]
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Ophelia’s Blues (By John Biscello) her sad sea-green dress, an epitaph, rippling quietly, as if in a dream. the small history of a fresh wraith, white fingers forever separating the bones from the silt. Originally from Brooklyn, NY, author, poet and playwright, John Biscello, has lived in Taos, New Mexico for the past thirteen years. He is the author […]
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On the west bound expressway I drive my silver Honda. Except for a few stars, everything is black, The road is black, and rear car lights seem like a meteor show going 80 mph. There are four lanes of road. I drive a short distance and the engine dies. My pulse quickens; My stomach tightens. Cars swerve around me. […]
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Without a ripple this jetty full steam and though whales will clear their throat the gull can’t hear it’s next struts on bedrock that already twice a day surfaces spits out the cooling skim from molten iron and salt –you dive into these rocks for more light, more lift and your feathers struggling with that first shriek that […]
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On Mixing Macarons and Vicodin That winter split me like firewood. I was smaller, splintered, Elliot Smith would play on cassette in my blue Volkswagen, while our breath coursed through flared nostrils and damaged lungs. * I hid my pain like a sick dog. I slinked out, under the back deck, I swallowed some pills. In those hideous places I […]
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Checkpoint Lurching, they bluster – ghouls into the chasm. Fierce lava, blowing, nullifies their fall And dissipates harsh gravity’s concussion, Forces a seething screen of phoenix cowardice, Leaping to swell Into a fresh, mendacious crust, Tripping and throttling the led Into a smear upon pure metamorphic beauty. The skeleton’s jaws yawn apart; A stranded mountaineer was frozen At his prime […]
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CLICHÉD Beggars can’t be choosers, For there is no choice for losers, And as paupers we must stand with open hand. Seeing is believing, But can also be deceiving When you’re grieving that you’re down and out again. Cruising for a bruising, If you’re thin-skinned, makes excusing Your intrusions not so simple of a chore. Striking while […]
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BLACK RABBIT (By Joseph Cavera) I’m late! So late! For a very important date! I’ve got to go! Oh no, oh no! It’s not so simply the queen I fear! No, oh no! Oh dear, oh dear! Steps behind me I pray won’t find me! His carroty scythe will surely send All whose time is up, their flesh […]
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THE ENDLESS SKY (By Joseph Cavera) What could be more interesting than spending Christmas with a friend, What could make us happier than to enjoy it to the end? Walking along the snow in the day, Not knowing or caring if I tread unto the fray, For then I stop, and then I lie, Staring at the edge of […]
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