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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.

A Hard Case

The other woman is not always who you think– matching fingerprints.

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Still Life, Running

There’s something disarming about a girl in a red hat with dark eyes and blood petal lips pursed tight sitting in a gilded cafe looking back every time the blue door opens dreaming boldly of escape if only if only she … Continue reading →

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Dietrich

Bygone sorcery, fingertips emitting smoke– When arson was queen.

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Bisect

Embryonic love, between consenting figments– Ovum, bisected.

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Row

Domestic setting, religious catastrophe– Row your boat, Noah.

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Lucid

In the farthest void, feathered hands open like fans– to dream, lucid, sheer.

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Skin

Measure by measure, Woman ceding shame to grow– Skin cells at what cost?

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E.E. Cummings

He, evernewnow, crated wavelengths to ship sea— like water for sound.

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Reap

Solid golden lean, Cottonwood’s solemn oath– bare to Winter’s reap.

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Village

Where the sidewalk ends, a clean, well-lighted place to bond a nightly arc.

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