Author Archives: John Biscello

About John Biscello

Originally from Brooklyn, NY, writer, poet, spoken word performer, and playwright, John Biscello now lives in Taos, New Mexico. He is the author of three novels: Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale, Raking the Dust, and Nocturne Variations, and a collection of stories, Freeze Tag. His fiction and poetry has appeared in: Art Times, nthposition, The Wanderlust Review, Ophelia Street, Caper, Polyphony, Dilate, Militant Roger, Chokecherries, Farmhouse, BENT, The 555 Collective, Instigator, Brass Sopaipilla, The Iconoclast, Adobe Walls, Kansas City Voices, and the Tishman Review. His blog--Notes of an Urban Stray--can be read at johnbiscello.blogspot.com. Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale was named Underground Book Reviews 2014 Book of the Year.

Straight Outta Brooklyn

Short video trailer, shot in Brooklyn, promoting the upcoming release of my fourth novel. NO MAN’S BROOKLYN From the valentine boneyards of working-class Brooklyn, comes a tale of first love, lost innocence, tragedy, and healing. Daniel Trovato, having left his … Continue reading

Posted in Books, Cinema, photography, Press, Prose, Publications | Tagged , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Cosmic Lay Slick astronomy, moonlight drips between her thighs– The lay of space, mine.

Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized | Tagged , , , , , | Leave a comment

SallyGray is Gone

It was a privilege to wrrite the intro to Joe DePatta’s debut poetry collection: SallyGray is Gone. Coming soon from CSF Publishing. Sally Gray is gone. Four words amounting to an irrefutable statement, a hard fact. Four words that come … Continue reading

Posted in Artwork, photography, Poetry, Press, Prose, Publications | Tagged , , , , , , | Leave a comment

A Door Behind A Door

An excerpt of my review of Yelena Moskovich’s scintillating third novel: A Door Behind A Door. Moskovich is one of my contemporary favorites, a bold and daring stylist who extends the frontiers of language and vision. In the afterlifeYou could … Continue reading

Posted in Artwork, Books, Press, Prose, Publications | Tagged , , , , , | Leave a comment

Speakeasy

Dreams are like speakeasies for the soul. A secret password so you can enter, unchecked moral boundaries allowing you to trespass and indulge freely in the vagrant and illicit, after hours pressing of bootleg vinyl that places scorched scarabs in … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry | Tagged , , , , , | Leave a comment

Girl, Flame

She is there. She is always there, in the corridor. And she is lonely. This much I know. Lonely as a form of cold that you cannot cover with blankets or insulate against with coats and scarves and such. And … Continue reading

Posted in Prose | Tagged , , , , , | Leave a comment

Portrait of a Man in a Hotel Room

The man in the white hat and white suit walked into a shabby hotel room, carrying a battered brown valise. It was a valise that had seen mileage. The man opened the door, and then closed it behind him. He … Continue reading

Posted in Prose | Tagged , , , , , , | Leave a comment

In Wonder

As long as there are little girls with heart-shaped glasses who are out there, among the blackbirds and dandelions, generously unwinding string like floating rivers of silk, as they put their butterfly-beating hearts into the flying of a kite on … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry | Tagged , , , , | Leave a comment

Flight of the Jackdaw

Grateful for the warm and heartfelt responses Izumi and I have been receiving to our recently released fable, The Jackdaw and the Doll. One of the reviews shared below: THE JACKDAW AND THE DOLL is that rare book for children … Continue reading

Posted in Artwork, Books, photography, Press, Prose, Publications | Tagged , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

Urban Reflections

Brooklyn scene. Photo by Anthony Distefano.

Posted in photography | Tagged , , , , , | Leave a comment