Where the Sidewalk Ends

To no longer have memory is to exist in a state of vulnerable grace. It is the tenuous grace of having to function in the immediate present, the source of our greatest agitation, without referential orientation to archived past or projected future. Or, perhaps: archived future and projected past. When memory-filled, memory-guided, memory-fueled, memory-glutted, we tend to get lost in the muddle of mirages and cinema. Every watering hole becomes a film screening. Every rut a burlesque show. Yet, memoryless, we may find ourselves again, as unchecked children, splashing wildly in rain puddles, eternity parceled out to us on a play-by-play basis.

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About John Biscello

Originally from Brooklyn, NY, novelist, poet, performer, playwright and filmmaker, John Biscello, has lived in the high-desert grunge-wonderland of Taos, New Mexico since 2001. He is the author of six novels, Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale, Raking the Dust, Nocturne Variations, No Man’s Brooklyn, The Last Furies, and No One Dreams in Color; 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 plays have been staged and performed both nationally and internationally.
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