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Processing Claims

Posted on March 20, 2020 by John Biscello

Note to metamorphosizing self: every cocoon quivers and trembles, every process of change brings with it a new set of keys, and claims, every slumber implicitly contains the charge of wakefulness, and every grief minnows within a sea of holy … 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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The Shrining

Posted on March 16, 2020 by John Biscello

Grace-note to self: Make a malleable shrine out of everything, everything, and trust that reverence is astoundingly radical in what it will include as sacred and profound– there are no limits to this, build malleable shrines, like a child mating … Continue reading →

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Still Life w/ Wonder

Posted on March 16, 2020 by John Biscello

Wherever I am, adrift and wonderwheeling, the lay of dreams, still.

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Know What I Mean?

Posted on March 16, 2020 by John Biscello

“I don’t know” might be the three most powerful and talismanic words after: “I love you.” They are some of the truest finest words, though they often get a bad rap, or are maligned as weak, ineffectual, lacking in the … Continue reading →

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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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Hand Me a Tissue

Posted on March 15, 2020 by John Biscello

It became known as the time of the Great Wipe-Out, when, within days, toilet paper grew endangered, and then became extinct, the dodo or passenger pigeon of spool-rolled tissue, and people, with unwiped bums and infant-style rashes, seized up and … Continue reading →

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