Category Archives: Prose

Swinger

Posted on August 30, 2018 by John Biscello

Piers, at play, in the swingland of shadows and thinned veils.

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Wings and Prayers

Posted on August 30, 2018 by John Biscello

“Armed with burning patience, we shall enter the splendid cities.”–Arthur Rimbaud Piers, rocking the morphlife, growing her wings. Nocturne rising. Pinkmilk dawn on its tender heels.

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What Dreams May Come

Posted on August 30, 2018 by John Biscello

Piers, cloud-crowned, reflectively slotted in her shadowlife. Nocturne on the horizon.    

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Uncover Girl

Posted on August 27, 2018 by John Biscello

Full cover spread of Nocturne Variations, coming this November.

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The Sadness of Beautiful Things

Posted on August 15, 2018 by John Biscello

Review of Simon Van Booy’s collection of stories, The Sadness of Beautiful Things. “O Lord, give us each our own death. Grant us the dying that comes forth from that life in which we knew love, grappled with meaning, felt … Continue reading →

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Door II

Posted on August 6, 2018 by John Biscello

When the trap door fell, he remembered who he was– Peter Pan leapt, soared.

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Nocturne on the Horizon

Posted on August 5, 2018 by John Biscello

Cover reveal for my new novel, Nocturne Variations (coming this November).  Designed by Heather Ross. NOCTURNE VARIATIONS: Dystopic Peter Pan meets surrealist noir in this cinemythical tale about love, loss and the illusions of shadow-play. Los Angeles, December, 1989, is when … Continue reading →

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Pink Stucco

Posted on July 24, 2018 by John Biscello

I tell her we need three days, alone, uninterrupted, in a pink stucco motel. She giggles. Why pink stucco? I don’t know, pink stucco is what I see. It’s you and me and the motel with the pink stucco exterior … Continue reading →

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Hands

Posted on July 17, 2018 by John Biscello

This is the text which inspired the story I performed in a Story Slam a couple of years back. The theme was “Risk.” Here’s a video clip of the presentation (sorry, it’s sideways, but then again, so am I). One … Continue reading →

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The Fourth, or, The Great Big Bang

Posted on June 27, 2018 by John Biscello

She wanted to celebrate the Fourth. She put on her Stars and Stripes panties. Packed her toy gun, the one with the BANG flag that unfurled, into her babyblue purse with silver sequins. After waggling her hips to emphasize the … Continue reading →

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