Tag Archives: Literary

Trailer for Nocturne Variations

Posted on April 15, 2018 by John Biscello

This is the first literary trailer for Nocturne Variations, my new novel, which will be released this November (Unsolicited Press). Watch here. ABOUT: Dystopic Peter Pan meets surrealist noir in this cinemythical tale about love, loss and the illusions of shadow-play. Los … Continue reading →

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instagrammatika

Posted on April 9, 2018 by John Biscello

it’s a new world a small world after all lowercase no-scroll instapoems & screenshot epistles taking you over the moon and on the road and back again in one fell lyrical swoop just in time for another poem about sublime … Continue reading →

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Anne Sexton

Posted on April 9, 2018 by John Biscello

It begins with a stopwatch, and a glass of water. The stopwatch belonged to her father, or to her father’s father. The glass of water is a joke. Imagine trying to remedy all that desert within, all that scabbing red … Continue reading →

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Product Placement

Posted on April 2, 2018 by John Biscello

NovelTease Literary Panties, Designed for the Well-Read Woman, Who Desires the Company of Her Favorite Writer, Between Her Legs, Snugly.

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Literary Trailer #1

Posted on March 1, 2018 by John Biscello

Literary trailer for the re-release of Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale. This is the first of three trailers, the other two being for Raking the Dust and Nocturne Variations, with videos and music created by Anthony Distefano. Watch here.    

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Bask

Posted on February 23, 2018 by John Biscello

Rapt, in gratitude, the writer fasting on silence, and slimmest wisps, to gain Beauty’s favor and superlative bask, beyond recognition.  

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Tilt

Posted on February 21, 2018 by John Biscello

A mirror, tilted, starkly pooling lovers self-similar turns and views of each other: I am I, you are you, qualifiers blurred and dissolved in a furious crossing of ritual desires.

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Henry, June, Anais, 2018

Posted on February 21, 2018 by John Biscello

Henry’s cell, his first ever, gave rise to a new breed of anxiety and impatience.    Fretfully awaiting Anais’s text, he stared at the dark electronic device cradled in his palm, and keenly felt pangs of nostalgia.    He recalled … Continue reading →

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The Upstart Scarecrow

Posted on February 21, 2018 by John Biscello

(Listen to the spoken word track here.) There he goes um-humh that’s him Willy Shakes the upstart scarecrow and derelict poet of the barrio and bodegas— gin rummy seizures and shaker of visions— hangnail to a scab dude rips it up … Continue reading →

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Anya Rising

Posted on February 21, 2018 by John Biscello

(Excerpt from No Man’s Brooklyn.)    I see her rising off the bathroom tiles, toes pointing downward.    I know this is a dream but I also know this actually happened, once, a long time ago.    Except then Anya … Continue reading →

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