About John Biscello
Originally from Brooklyn, NY, writer, poet, performer, and playwright, John Biscello, has lived in the high-desert grunge-wonderland of Taos, New Mexico since 2001.
He is the author of four novels, Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale, Raking the Dust, Nocturne Variations, and No Man’s Brooklyn; a collection of stories, Freeze Tag, two poetry collections, Arclight and Moonglow on Mercy Street; and a fable, The Jackdaw and the Doll, illustrated by Izumi Yokoyama. He also adapted classic fables, which were paired with the vintage illustrations of artist, Paul Bransom, for the collection: Once Upon a Time, Classic Fables Reimagined. His produced, full-length plays include: LOBSTERS ON ICE, ADAGIO FOR STRAYS, THE BEST MEDICINE, ZEITGEIST, U.S.A., and WEREWOLVES DON’T WALTZ.
John Biscello 
Chills!
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Cold and remote graves of dead poets definitely can be chillworthy 🙂
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🙋♀️ I’m available to be breakfast food!
I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it 😶
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I like the immature you-as-breakfast-one better. Like, the second comment was the embroidered napkin folded neatly over the knee, while the first comment was the knee itself, unnapkined, leading the way to a hot and nourishing breakfast just between the … (ding!) … bell rung, in case any little kids are reading this 😉
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Stop ringing bells! Grrr.
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Let’s see if you were breakfast food: An Erroneous scramble with thick honey and marmalade spread on seeded toast, piping hot coffee extra creamed, orange mango juice freshly squeezed, with sluicy bits of pulp, and one teaspoon spooning a fork with one bent ting. Ding (again, with the dinging, guess I’m feeling bellsy), breakfast E.C. is served, Mr. Bisccello, enjoy with just the right measures of decadence and innocence 😉
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You write food porn perfectly! And I know this because i couldn’t get last freshly squeezed and extra creamed. 😍
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Great, now I have to decide between a career in food porn or greeting cards. Unless (sorry, here it comes, just cuz I wanna hear you grrrr again–ding!) I combine food porn with the greeting cards and perhaps for the digital ones you can handle the emojis. You can be my lovely assistant, those sorts that wear chiffon dresses and get sawed in half, or take dictation while wearing a blue silk scarf and offering instant breakfast. Whaddya think of your prospective positions, and you may start at the bottom but there’s always room to work your way up 😉
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That dicktation I’ll be taking will be amazing if the dicktator is partaking of instant honey covered deliciousness, I can read it now.
The postitins available fit me perfectly, from the bottom to the top, all the way up to estuary seats. I’m a climber!
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Perfetto! You’ll just have to brush up on your grammar, as you spelled dicktation wrong ; ) but we’re happy to hear that you’re a climber. Something about mounting and peaking makes for great secretatarialism.
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Now I shall attempt sleep while dreaming of breakfast, mounting and dictators
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Here’s a more mature comment,
This is a very lovely poem John
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You’re the most wonderful
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