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Tag Archives: excerpt
Warehouse
A deserted warehouse. This is where the Red Joans gather. It is the same deserted warehouse, again and again, an exact replica, that serves as the meeting-place for all the Red Joans. The warehouse is a desolate shrine to recursion, … Continue reading
Meeting D.J.
(Excerpt from Raking the Dust) I see you decided to join me. I didn’t want you to drink alone. We sat at an empty table flanking the wall. The band was now playing a mournful ballad. Something about two lovers … Continue reading
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Tagged D.J. Alex, excerpt, John Biscello, New York, novel, Prose, Raking the Dust, romance, story, Surrealism, Taos, unsolicited press, writing life
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Anya in the Forest
In the dream my mother and me are sitting in the lobby of a restaurant. We are waiting to be seated for dinner. The hostess comes up to me and asks me if I am ________. I … Continue reading
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Tagged anya, Brooklyn, dream, excerpt, forest, John Biscello, Literary, no man's brooklyn, novel, Prose
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Childhood’s Edge
Excerpt from Nocturne Variations: The show has ended and we are now in the upstairs room at Tabanid, the room known as the Attic. It is sort of a private clubhouse, a vice den with no regard for … Continue reading
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Tagged book, excerpt, gothic, heather ross, John Biscello, Literary, nocturne variations, novel, photo, Surrealism
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The Well
Excerpt from Nocturne Variations When Piers was six she fell into a well. The well was abandoned and no longer had any water in it. If there would have been water in it, Piers would have drowned. Sometimes she’d imagine … Continue reading
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Tagged childhood, excerpt, fox, John Biscello, Literary, nocturne variations, novel, piers, Prose, Surrealism, well
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Sculpting Fire
An excerpt from Nocturne Variations: It is like closing your eyes and trying to connect the dots. This is what Piers is thinking as she sculpts fire onto the blondegirl’s breasts. Her hands work over the cotton-knit … Continue reading
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Tagged excerpt, heather ross, John Biscello, Literary, nocturne variations, noir, novel, peter pan, piers, Surrealism
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