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.

Descending a Staircase

Footsteps echoing as if her ghost of future present walked ahead.

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Meshes of Twilight

Between dream and not, I found her, fading softly into dusky gauze.

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Tryst

The sea’s lacy fringe flirts with the glistening shore in the shadow of pines.

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Raw Translation

A wordless haiku, frosted in glaring silence– No poet required.

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Here Lies Everything

Oh, those crazy Muses, existing well beyond the borders of logic and reason, their joyful disquiet relative to the epic savvy and hunger of dwarf stars, and harmonies sounded to mine the lyrical lore of what lies buried and forgotten … Continue reading

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Ghost Story

The turn of the screw, set her ghost to shivering– The blues became her.   (Artwork by Linda Stojak)

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Last Dance

Forever had plans, to waltz in a white ballroom– Somewhere, a wrong turn.   (Artwork by Linda Stojak)

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Who Was She?

In purgatory, the last of the debutantes, adrift, as if dreamed.   (Artwork by Linda Stojak)

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Thickening Plot

The lessons were simple– Never take a bath in fast-drying cement, and never love a man who won’t do your back when everything hardens quickly.   (Photo by Heather Ross)

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Bathwater Blues

I held out my hands, when you asked me to come clean– Sorry for the mess.   (Photo by Heather Ross)

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