Category Archives: Prose

Fools-Day

Posted on April 1, 2020 by John Biscello

In honor of April Fool’s, and to all the world’s wise fool mystics, beautiful innocents, and cliff-diving dreamers: To marvel dumbly, and trespass, with a sense of the infinite backlighting a wink– this, the way of the Fool, or sacred … Continue reading →

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Lit Trailers

Posted on March 27, 2020 by John Biscello

A series of trailers that were created for two of my novels: Broken Land and Nocturne Variations (Unsolicited Press). Videos and music by Anthony Distefano.

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Nursery Bones

Posted on March 27, 2020 by John Biscello

A radio play by John Biscello, originally aired on KNCE (Taos). Existential burlesque in which layers are peeled and the past/present/future converge in the name of love everlasting. Featuring John Biscello and Kirry Nelson, with music by Ben Wright.   … Continue reading →

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If Sylvia Plath and L.L. Cool J. Had Gotten Down

Posted on March 27, 2020 by John Biscello

  Spoken word (John Biscello), Bass (Ben Wright).

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The Way of the Fool

Posted on March 21, 2020 by John Biscello

Far from the madding crowd, a whisper called to me, its soft tiny tenterhooks tugging—this way, this way. I followed its invisible trail. Where would it lead? To whom did the whisper, the voice belong? I walked until I saw … Continue reading →

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The Soldier

Posted on March 19, 2020 by John Biscello

Excerpt from All the Last Furies. He swept me into the storage room of the inn. Baited me with the promise of candy. Something so simple, and yet candy might be the ultimate siren for children, its lure a golden … Continue reading →

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Desert Spleen

Posted on March 19, 2020 by John Biscello

Excerpt from All the Last Furies, novel-in-progress. Bert and George. A Couple of Real Coons. That was the title of the program. Arturo didn’t know what the term meant, why coons, but he could feel the seeds of malignancy implicit … Continue reading →

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Moodscape

Posted on March 17, 2020 by John Biscello

Down a lighted alley. From The Jackdaw and the Doll. Illustration by Izumi Yokoyama.

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Come Rain or Come Shine

Posted on March 17, 2020 by John Biscello

  Illustration from The Jackdaw and the Doll. A fable about love, compassion and the magic of storytelling, presently being illustrated by Izumi Yokoyama.    

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Pascal’s Dog

Posted on March 16, 2020 by John Biscello

In this room, alone, a calling to intimate true worlds beyond veils.  

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