Author Archives: John Biscello

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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.

Beneath the Underground

Much love and appreciation to Beneath the Underground, a weekly freeform radio show, whose focus is “renegade arts of downtown NY,” as they featured one of the tracks from our recently dropped album, Morphic Trespass (a spoken word and bass … Continue reading →

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Vanishing Points

Draft of manuscript in progress. Further Ghosts comprises stories, musings, micro-essays, flash fiction, and existential riffs revolving around the theme and concept of “vanishing points.” These disappearances are filtered and explored through manifestations of grief, memory, trauma, creative process, dreams, … Continue reading →

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Location of Crisis in Blue and Red

Video montage excerpt from my novel, The Last Furies (published by Lost Telegram Press). THE LAST FURIES In this lyrical and speculative mosaic novel, enter the fractured worlds of an actress, playwright, and immortal poet, whose legend and influence create … Continue reading →

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Time and How It Got That Way

Old folks bend over backwards to become curious children again breathing in the sepia fragrance of roses long since dead and revived nightly to bless time’s testing of reaping to sow.

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Ghostbusters

Memories engage cosplay in the dark, in darkened rooms. Who are all these strangers? Where did they come from? Why do they feel so familiar? The guests are all ghosts, cosplay specters, and they mingled with you in such an … Continue reading →

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Angels Rated R

Memories keep us in a state of cinematic dismemberment. Spliced ribbons of footage on the cutting room floor. Identity sliced and diced and chopped. Fractures and fragments become us in motivating assembly. We are always puzzling together aspects of self … Continue reading →

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What Should I Wear Tonight?

Memory as a course charted, as grooves engraved into void through perennial retreading. Have I been here before can be replaced by have I been here again? It is part of the unflagging tease and conundrum of endless. Ask yourself—have … Continue reading →

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Morphic Trespass (Digital Edition)

A digital edition of Morphic Trespass has just been released (joining the vinyl and CD versions). For those interested in purchasing: https://losttelegrampress.ca/product/morphic-trespass-digital-download A collaboration between John Biscello (spoken word) and Ben Wright (stand-up bass). The album features sixteen tracks, ranging in … Continue reading →

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We Are Ugly But We Have the Music

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