Category Archives: Prose

A Girl Goes Into the Forest

Posted on May 20, 2019 by John Biscello

Review of Pel Alford Pursell’s A Girl Goes Into the Forest. In the dream I was sitting with my mother in a restaurant lobby, waiting to be seated for dinner. The hostess came over, asked me my name, which I … Continue reading →

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Biscello & Badalamenti at the Rose City Book Pub

Posted on April 27, 2019 by John Biscello

June 6 @ 7:00 pm – 9:00 pm Rose City Book Pub, 1329 NE Fremont, Portland, OR 97212   Portland’s new chill-n-chat literary hotspot, the Rose City Book Pub, will host Unsolicited Press authors, John Biscello and Frances Badalamenti, who will be reading from their respective … Continue reading →

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Working Class Super Hero

Posted on April 21, 2019 by John Biscello

(Excerpt from Raking the Dust) Monday morning.  I sat in my yard, drank coffee and flipped through the newspaper, eventually making my way to the section I had been avoiding: the classifieds. With perfunctory listlessness I circled the jobs that … Continue reading →

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Proxy Among the Spiders

Posted on April 16, 2019 by John Biscello

Review of Jean Fremon’s Now, Now, Louison, a “life imagined” of the artist and sculptor, Louise Bourgeois. There once was a little girl named Louise. Sweet, endangered, watchful and tragic, this little girl, who in her permeable nomenclature was also … Continue reading →

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The Passion of Joan

Posted on April 4, 2019 by John Biscello

Enlightened, perhaps. God-engorged hormones, maybe. Regardless of why, Joan, you were the rebel prototype long before James Dean zipped up a red jacket, or Marlon Brando mumbled and curled his upper lip into a totem, before Louise Brooks and Josephine … Continue reading →

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George

Posted on April 1, 2019 by John Biscello

Monday, April 1st Went bowling with George last night. He refused to pick up the ball, just stood there, frozen, blank, his hands rsing toward his ears in a lullaby clasp as if he was planning on taking a nap. … Continue reading →

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(Sub)Missive

Posted on March 31, 2019 by John Biscello

The lore of missive keeps writers minds on their hearts as they freehand scratches into the purling skin of history’s feted edges.

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The Natashas

Posted on January 30, 2019 by John Biscello

Review of Yelena Moskovich’s debut novel The Natashas. “You enter a dark, deserted warehouse on the waterfront. One that smells of cats and kerosene, and whose walls are covered with dusty calendars from bygone eras. Or perhaps you find yourself … Continue reading →

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Candles for Henry Miller

Posted on December 26, 2018 by John Biscello

Happy birthday, Henry Miller! “One’s destination is never a place but rather a new way of looking at things.”–H. Miller Some men rattle their chains and wonder, some sing them. Then there are others who spraypaint their chains rainbow siege … Continue reading →

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Nocturne’s Launch

Posted on December 18, 2018 by John Biscello

So grateful for the gathering of people who became a part of the magical and inspired launch of Nocturne Variations, and in the gracelighted eternal words of the Little Prince: “What is essential is invisible to the eye, it is … Continue reading →

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