Category Archives: Prose

What We Talk About When We Talk About Ghosts

Posted on September 29, 2019 by John Biscello

It began in a feral and unnamed country, which was the nerve-center of dreaming. Telephones wires hanging down like snipped umbilicals, like severed hyphens that had lost all sense of meaning and purpose. The telephone poles doubled as crucifixes. You … Continue reading →

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After Hours

Posted on September 18, 2019 by John Biscello

   Lenny Bruce, seated on a chipped wooden stool, cigarette dangling from his lips, slumping forward, shoulders slack. His mouth puckers, the cigarette jumps to attention, he draws in fiercely, then exhales a series of bluish halos that float and … Continue reading →

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Raising the Bar

Posted on September 18, 2019 by John Biscello

   Dylan Thomas falls off his barstool in Heaven.    Lying on the sawdusty floor, he slurs something about a white horse. And chains, and the sea.    God, who gave Lucifer the night off, is tending bar. He comes … Continue reading →

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Surrealism in Paris

Posted on September 9, 2019 by John Biscello

Review of Sue Roe’s In Montparnasse: The Emergence of Surrealism in Paris, from Duchamp to Dali A fish rides a bicycle into the Seine. The fish begins to drown and then remembers that it is a fish and starts to … Continue reading →

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The Cup Runneth Over

Posted on September 2, 2019 by John Biscello

This is a tribute to a coffeeshop, a paean and a love-letter to a place that exists as a staple and sanctuary in the Taos community. By turns, this is also a tribute to the man who owned that coffee … Continue reading →

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Gusty Winds May Exist

Posted on August 14, 2019 by John Biscello

Gusty Winds May Exist. This was the sign I saw on the highway when driving back from Albuquerque. Gusty Winds May Exist. Which, speculatively insinuates, they may also not exist. A climate conundrum and barometric riddle to challenge everything you thought you knew about … Continue reading →

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Devils in Daylight

Posted on July 25, 2019 by John Biscello

Review of Junichiro Tanizaki’s Devils in Daylight appearing in Riot Material. “I would call back at least for literature this world of shadows we are losing. In the mansion called literature I would have the eaves deep and the walls dark, … Continue reading →

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Raising Cuckoo Awareness

Posted on July 11, 2019 by John Biscello

Ballad of the Cuckoos is a short film I wrote, which I will be directing. Please visit our page and subscribe to our email list and follow the evolution of our film. Or, if you are into what it is we … Continue reading →

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Ballad of the Cuckoos

Posted on July 9, 2019 by John Biscello

Our little-cuckoo-that-could is beginning to stir its wings. The pre-launch page for our Indiegogo campaign, which will launch in September, is now live. Please visit the page and subscribe to our email list (it’s free and easy) and follow the … Continue reading →

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Still Life w/ Cuckoos

Posted on June 30, 2019 by John Biscello

Meet Marilyn and James. Film stills from Ballad of the Cuckoos. Indiegogo campaign launching soon. Stay tuned.  

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