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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.

Adore

Adore, an infinite crush twinning souls by luminous merger.

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River

How a mother loves, the same as how her heart breaks– River with no end.

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Mother Teresa

Piety, unflinching, gaze of a thousand suns, rising, setting– heart guiding a numinous row.

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Mother

Beneficent choir, singular, still entity– Mother’s multiverse.

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Gathering

Fantail of spraylight, touching upon gray matter– stones gather to pray.

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Dialing Monty Python

The bright side of life, long distance salvation plan– Calling all martyrs.

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Monroe and Dietrich

Fated alignment, luminaries to bask in– Arc of frozen lights.

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String

Small world on a string, between primate and grinder, intimate rapport.

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Carousel

Spiritual keys? Horses circling Childhood’s glee to enter heaven.

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Charles Mingus

Fingers leaving prints, aftershocks to reckon with– God’s happy seizures.

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