Tag Archives: Heaven

Dietrich in Heaven

Posted on February 5, 2025 by John Biscello

My spoken word piece, “Dietrich in Heaven” is now live in the Open Mic section of New Pop Lit, a publication whose mission is to fuse pop writing with the literary, creating a new hybrid.

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Directions Home

Posted on January 20, 2025 by John Biscello

Bob Dylan, Leonard Cohen, and Carl Jung walk into a bar in heaven…

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Viewfinder

Posted on January 5, 2024 by John Biscello

Go to hell. Stay there. Take sensual inventory of what there feels like. Go to hell. Don’t stay there. Imagine wind born of vacancy. Go nowhere fast. Call it hell. Go nowhere slow. Call it heaven. Mix heaven and hell … Continue reading →

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Yoko Wuz Here

Posted on January 3, 2024 by John Biscello

Pretend you are a woman named Yoko Ono. Pretend you are a man named Yoko Ono. A goldfish named Yoko Ono. A machine registered as Yoko Ono. A children’s book titled Yoko Ono and the Falling Upward Star (#3 in … Continue reading →

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Goldfish

Posted on December 15, 2023 by John Biscello
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Round Trip

Posted on September 14, 2022 by John Biscello

There is a slow lasting burn on the road to heaven which admits meekness as a course of rightful inheritance, as a ringed torch song for reentry into the self dispossessed.

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Newsflash

Posted on August 11, 2022 by John Biscello

Heaven commits the meek to memory. Amnesia forgets itself to leaven the uninhibited rise of days lusting after dreams this side up.

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Directions Home

Posted on September 28, 2021 by John Biscello

Excerpt from No One Dreams in Color, a novel-in-progress. Bob Dylan, Carl Jung and Leonard Cohen walk into a bar in heaven… Dylan was dressed like a tramp clown, wearing a battered calico vest, baggy trousers, and a dusty bowler. … Continue reading →

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Could Be Heaven

Posted on November 18, 2020 by John Biscello

No sin of which to speak, always beginnings, rogue, feral, growing wild among the greenest seasons of fire and becoming, or, siring the form of a dancer dancing in the clouds, lightning at her feet, as the rain begins to … Continue reading →

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Backroads

Posted on November 3, 2020 by John Biscello

Traveling mapless backroads, I found heaven looking for me.

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