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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.

Parity

Autopsy report for all tomorrow’s parties– Death breeds parity.

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Net

Naked, net value of a girl’s dreamless longing– Musing upon loss.

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Braid

Drizzle of clear beads, perfect climate for daybreak– Silence braids our grief.

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Mae West

No bodice to bind heaving glow and talon’s wit– she lit up the screen.

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Proof

Twinning, to ravel frayed hearts in ghost-dark concert– Proof, to no avail.

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Pour

Pouring slow, hot gold into a mortal embrace– Touch melts near to grace.

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Fire

She, aflame, tarries to abet silent slow burn– Fire cannot be claimed.

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Lulu

By slow wintry turns, she burned silver into stock– Lulu’s lasting surge.

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Moonless

Room temperature, Winter’s digits plunge deep– Dark, the moonless dream.

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Lotus

Lotus, by riot and symphony, seeds new nodes– Music clones itself.

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