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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.

Why I Love the Moon

Posted on January 20, 2019 by John Biscello

You, Moon, told me a secret when I was a child– Make wonder your compass, your true north, abide by its magnetic tow, and you will never get lost, not truly, and your soul will make for warm, favored company. … Continue reading →

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In the Company of Words

Posted on January 7, 2019 by John Biscello

At times, the savvy and elaborate architecture of words, the stunning and complex tapestry of language, its magisterial tunings to sound, is, in its beggared haunt and infancy, rooted in the unscabbed core of a pinking utterance, a single quiver … Continue reading →

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In Absentia

Posted on January 7, 2019 by John Biscello

We are mostly made from absence, a light-stitched band of particles, aspiring, in concert, to harmonize daring feats of love, or how we dream, in fits, aligning our nodes to perish.

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Love’s Greatest Fools

Posted on January 6, 2019 by John Biscello

Slowly, slowly, pour me out of the wounds, the chafing legend, that we, intransitive in our grief, shared at a common altar and dais, remember how we, marvelous in our reaching, hallowed the moon as a redundant savior, a charnel … Continue reading →

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I Listen

Posted on January 6, 2019 by John Biscello

“I Listen,” one of the poems from my forthcoming collection, Arclight (February release), now live on Riot Material. To read click here.    

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Desire by Any Other Claim

Posted on January 2, 2019 by John Biscello

We were walking scarside, had been for a long time. The wind sounded like fading bells, the air smelled of singed salt. I asked her how her heart was holding up. Good, she smiled, it’s floating jellyfishlike in a pool … Continue reading →

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Ephemerally Yours

Posted on January 1, 2019 by John Biscello

There is nothing more heartbreakingly human than sharing your loneliness with another, a tender enclosure bonding the furtive nuptials of intimacy for as long as ephemera graciously grants.

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Bubble, Yum

Posted on January 1, 2019 by John Biscello

There is a dying art to teething on the candied skin of a bubble for as long as you can before its inevtiable burst becomes the shyest glimmer grieving your lips.

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Unbearably Light

Posted on January 1, 2019 by John Biscello

White-hot throbbing, to bask in the sidereal– Unzip your skin, please.

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Quantum Lore, or How Stars Love

Posted on January 1, 2019 by John Biscello

How lyrically beautiful, and tragic, the ballad of binary stars, engaging the rogue symmetry and slow-burn turns of a lonely ballet, two stars, gravity-bound to one another, sharing a common orbit, an elliptical intimacy, yet never touching, a via negativa … Continue reading →

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