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.

At a Loss

No matter how many times she played it over and over in her mind she couldn’t for the life of her digest the magnitude of what had been taken and why.   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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Homecoming

All it would take is a single match, and everything inside her that had dried into tinder. Funny, that it would be the house and not her engulfed in flames, but the heat would blister and violently press needles into … Continue reading

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Raising Cuckoo Awareness

Ballad of the Cuckoos is a short film I wrote, which I will be directing. Please visit our page and subscribe to our email list and follow the evolution of our film. Or, if you are into what it is we … Continue reading

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Movie Still

Could they see through her? Her want of glamour preserved, though absence laid claim?   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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Travelogue

She never did go anywhere, you know? Some ghosts become totemic stand-bys for the lives they never led, gloaming potentialties that passed, in solemn wisp, from dream to dream, then fade.   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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Panoply

Consternation, from multiple perspectives— Someone must decide.   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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Dusting

You don’t know where the nights go, what apparitions with monstrous appetites do the swallowing. It is a mystery, soundless, unsigned. But what remained in the whorish glare of daytime were all the undigested bits, the flesh creeping with prickly … Continue reading

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Following

To become a vagrant to the territory of one’s own self, requires the right kind of corridor, an elliptical sense of fugue, and footfalls which softly echo a stalker’s unmitigated pursuit.   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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Ballad of the Cuckoos

Our little-cuckoo-that-could is beginning to stir its wings. The pre-launch page for our Indiegogo campaign, which will launch in September, is now live. Please visit the page and subscribe to our email list (it’s free and easy) and follow the … Continue reading

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Traces

The letters ran together, a blur, and vicious assembly, which forced her to comprehend  an absence, with no prints to register.   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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