Category Archives: Prose

To No End

Posted on October 5, 2026 by John Biscello

I had a decision to make. The world was ending, again. It had ended several times before. To be more accurate: many worlds had ended many times. Anyway, on one hand, there was the imminent end of the world, a … Continue reading →

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Accompanying Tune

Posted on October 5, 2026 by John Biscello

In this mutable and concave room, this purveyor of nimbus and cradle, shapeshifting occurs at a phenomenal rate. The room alters its dimensions, and I in turn am altered. It is reciprocal harmony and symbiotic intimacy. The room is significantly … Continue reading →

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The Life of a Professional Stand-In

Posted on October 2, 2026 by John Biscello

Since I was young I have been seeking permission to exist. This I have sought from a variety of sources. And not just any permission to exist, it had to be formal permission, perhaps an official document, or permission bestowed … Continue reading →

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Mama Said Knock You Out

Posted on October 2, 2026 by John Biscello
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Golgotha Revisited

Posted on October 2, 2026 by John Biscello

Let’s imagine it like this: The man on the cross is not Jesus. The man crucified was a stand-in. A strategic measure. Part of a grand design and plan coordinated by the Twelve Apostles and Jesus. It was an inside … Continue reading →

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The Inner Life of Not Enough

Posted on October 2, 2026 by John Biscello
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Pop Quiz

Posted on October 1, 2026 by John Biscello

It was not enough, never enough. The ghosts were bottomless in their hunger, and legion. This sense of not-enough had plagued and subliminally influenced me for as long as I can remember. Not-enough was the ultimate mindfuck and midwife because … Continue reading →

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Airway

Posted on October 1, 2026 by John Biscello

Not-enough crawled out of me, an avatar wearing night-goggles caked in frost. It was an amateur when it came to daylight. Not-enough spends most of its life in nocturne, embedded crablike in a grotto: unseen, unheard. Which is why I … Continue reading →

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Mission Impossible

Posted on September 29, 2026 by John Biscello
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Stand-In

Posted on September 29, 2026 by John Biscello

Since I was young I have been seeking permission to exist. This I have sought from a variety of sources. And not just permission to exist, it had to be formal permission, perhaps an official document, or permission bestowed from … Continue reading →

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