Category Archives: Prose

Vinyl Visions in Ontario

Posted on November 10, 2026 by John Biscello

Next up: a vinyl listening party, poetic happening, and film screening of a live performance of tracks from Morphic Trespass (taking place in Sault St. Marie, Ontario). Hosted by Lost Telegram Press.

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Lyrics to Go

Posted on November 9, 2026 by John Biscello

Post-record-launch event, I have several vinyl albums left for anyone who might be in the market for one. This edition features the exquisite, street-song, urban-flava photography of the NY photographer, Anthony Distefano. If interested, message me. Cheers and salutations!

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Lyrics to Go

Posted on November 2, 2026 by John Biscello

Record launch and live performance at the Wildflower Playhouse

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Orgy

Posted on October 22, 2026 by John Biscello

Breathe deeply in a crowd of people. Continue breathing. Realize that breathing is an orgy of threaded respirations. If the notion of orgy disgusts you, stop breathing.

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Comeback

Posted on October 22, 2026 by John Biscello

Pretend to be dead at your own funeral. Bask in the unparalleled theater of your ending. When the audience leaves, stop pretending. Plan a comeback, understanding that previous perceptions will be dismissed, and the cast of characters, including you, will … Continue reading →

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Return to Sender

Posted on October 22, 2026 by John Biscello

Write an affectionate letter to six-year-old you who imagined you as the sort of person who would one day write an affectionate letter to six-year-old you. In advance preparation for what you might one day say to yourself, the envelope … Continue reading →

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Nails

Posted on October 22, 2026 by John Biscello

Paint your fingernails in the way you imagine your daughter would paint your fingernails. Have a daughter to paint your fingernails. Paint your daughter’s fingernails into tiny moons. Blow on the moons until they are dry and without worry. Compare … Continue reading →

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Bedside Manner

Posted on October 22, 2026 by John Biscello
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End of Days

Posted on October 21, 2026 by John Biscello

Name your child End of Days. When your child is throwing a tantrum, say—End of Days, I need you to stop this instant. When your child goes to sleep at night, tell them—Sweet dreams, End of Days, I love you. … Continue reading →

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A.I.

Posted on October 21, 2026 by John Biscello

Develop an A.I. mother. Ask the A.I. mother to raise and nurture you in the way that you always imagined you should have been raised and nurtured. Discard your previous existence, the first one, and install a legend around the … Continue reading →

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