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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.

Yoko Wuz Here

Posted on January 3, 2024 by John Biscello

Pretend you are a woman named Yoko Ono. Pretend you are a man named Yoko Ono. A goldfish named Yoko Ono. A machine registered as Yoko Ono. A children’s book titled Yoko Ono and the Falling Upward Star (#3 in … Continue reading →

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Curriculum Vitae

Posted on January 3, 2024 by John Biscello

Born: Waiting (Still) Dead: Today (Always) At Present: Redeemable Interpersonal Skills: Works in Progress Education: Breathing Objective: Not Applicable

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©

Posted on January 2, 2024 by John Biscello

Copyright every thought you imagine you have. Attach yourself to it, to them. Construct an identity around these collected thoughts, and copyright the identity. If you find one of your thoughts being spoken or shared by someone else, inform the … Continue reading →

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Cats

Posted on January 2, 2024 by John Biscello

Spend New Year’s eve at home, alone, with a cat. At precisely midnight, ask the cat the meaning of life. Whatever the cat responds, mark it down in a notebook. The following New Year’s eve, repeat the procedure with a … Continue reading →

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Encore

Posted on January 1, 2024 by John Biscello

Kill someone in your mind. Bring them back to life. Throw a party to celebrate their resurrection. Do the same thing again, replacing someone with you, and mind with dream.

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Eulogy

Posted on January 1, 2024 by John Biscello

Drop dead several times each day and recite advance eulogies for the persons so explicitly shed. Allow grief to function not as barrier or backwater but rather a marker for diminishing returns.

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Trip Hop

Posted on January 1, 2024 by John Biscello

Issue 2 of Dilate magazine has dropped, popped and rolled. An elixir of stimulating brew initiating the new-new. My piece “Trip Hop” is in the mindfizzy mix.

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Apocalyptic Bop

Posted on January 1, 2024 by John Biscello

Happy to be a creative contributor to the resurrected and phoenix rising incarnation of Dilate magazine. Issue 2 just dropped for the new year.

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Merger

Posted on December 31, 2023 by John Biscello

Spend one day as the person you always imagined you’d be. If it suits you, do it for a second day. Then a third. Continue impersonating your dream-self until you grow tired and decide to call it quits, or filial … Continue reading →

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Sync Hole

Posted on December 31, 2023 by John Biscello

Imagine the person standing next to you is thinking about you. If there is no one standing next to you imagine a person standing next to thinking about you. What are they thinking? Imagine yourself thinking about a person thinking … Continue reading →

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