Category Archives: Poetry

Morph

Posted on May 11, 2026 by John Biscello

His name is Morph because he is always changing. Her name is Morph because … see above. We are all changelings, all in a state of perpetual morph, that word clipped and pruned from metamorphosis. Morph as in we are … Continue reading →

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Bodyscript

Posted on May 11, 2026 by John Biscello

Body be thy name as prayer made flesh. As prayer marry flesh. Flesh-prayer reaped in daily chronicles of sunlight, flesh exhales us into hospitable swaths and regions of dark, flesh as the ultimate wheelbarrow, sturdy and stable. Until it is … Continue reading →

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In Praise of Abstraction

Posted on May 11, 2026 by John Biscello

Abstraction is essential. It is a key tenet and cog in mapless wayfaring. The compass by which we’ve calculated starstuff as sacral molten matter in our dream-stream and slow burn. It is Romanticism caped under a lemon parasol with Impressionism … Continue reading →

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Flight Patterns

Posted on May 11, 2026 by John Biscello

A flight of stairs, a flight of birds, a flight of fancy … fly into a bar and the barkeep asks—Which one of you is the fastest? No one answered. They were, in essence, conceptual. Conceptual kin. Three different ways … Continue reading →

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Company

Posted on April 22, 2026 by John Biscello

Out of the deeply forested genus and enclosure, scotophobic—fear of the dark— emerges the rawest most primal material from which stories are called and founded, blackly lacquered honey staccato in its slow-drip molasses and narcotic salve, keeping us calm archival … Continue reading →

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Domain

Posted on April 20, 2026 by John Biscello

In the latent vernacular of gist— mind breaths in space time crystallized as rapt intimacies give the dreaming voice its human due and proof of residence— Fading tracks the ghostly course of diminishing returns within a poem’s lasting domain and … Continue reading →

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No One Dreams in Color

Posted on April 20, 2026 by John Biscello

Now available to buy through Unsolicited Press, Barnes & Noble, Asterisim, Booktopia, ThriftBooks, Book Delico, and wherever book are sold.

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The Last Furies

Posted on April 20, 2026 by John Biscello

Print edition available through Lost Telegram Press.Audio-book edition (narrated by the author, with a preface by the publisher) available through Google Books, Booktopia, Audiobooks Now, Bookmate, Downpour, Libro F.M., Audiobooks.com, and many other outlets, including Lost Telegram Press.

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This Book Doesn’t Resolve Itself

Posted on April 16, 2026 by John Biscello

“So many novels are built around control. Even when they deal with rupture, they shape it into something we can grapple with. Events lead somewhere. Meaning accumulates in a way that can be tracked. By the end, the reader understands … Continue reading →

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Glaze

Posted on April 15, 2026 by John Biscello

Solitude waxing blankly in the company of words— Moon’s forecast: warm, gospel, and fuzzy.

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