Tag Archives: Literary

Birth of a Prologue

Posted on June 9, 2017 by John Biscello

   They say you can’t go home again. I don’t know who “they” are, but apparently this mysterious phantom collective is well-stocked in facts, aphorisms and guidelines.    I was going home again, to Brooklyn, though the notion of return, … Continue reading →

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Men Without Women

Posted on June 6, 2017 by John Biscello

Review of Haruki Murakami’s Men Without Women appearing in Riot Material. “Men Without Women, a title borrowed from Hemingway’s 1927 collection of stories, bears ancestral resemblance to the shorter work of Hemingway sans the masculine mettle and tough-guy stoicism. Murakami’s … Continue reading →

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Samsa in Transit

Posted on June 1, 2017 by John Biscello

It had been one of those nights, but still, the stairs were unexpected. The bug, formerly known as Gregor Samsa, scuttled to the eroded edge of a step bleached by white-hot light, and he considered the view, the ascent, the blue-dark, … Continue reading →

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Crossing

Posted on June 1, 2017 by John Biscello

The solitary spectral figure gliding smoothly across the plane of sea, validated the woman’s faith in her blunt decision to leave off, unfinished, far from the unlit days of a life unsown.

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Existential Makeover

Posted on June 1, 2017 by John Biscello

Between Bardo realms, he found John Cage composing birth sonatas to the cellular din of Dalmatians squabbling with  Rorschach supermodels.

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Disquiet

Posted on May 31, 2017 by John Biscello

They, the profane muses, Laurel and Hardy at a voodoo head-shop, serve as pillared repositories for the lasting remains of mortal disquiet.

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Girl

Posted on May 29, 2017 by John Biscello

Shrouded in white fire, barred from true exit, she, a marvelous and fearful shudder, is torn mysteriously from dreams rounded by the sleep of babes fitted to gallows.

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Summer Song

Posted on May 29, 2017 by John Biscello

At the edge of a remote island, (sirens in the distance) modeling jigsaw scars, cracked veins, and an oily sheen, a fast fade dream, a scorched mirage, occurs every evening like clockwork. Walter, jangling his bell, shouting: Good Humor Man, … Continue reading →

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Venus Infers

Posted on May 28, 2017 by John Biscello

Withholding, with intent, for so very  very long, the mouth like moth to flame engaged the key to its lock, while the eyes watched her lover, bearing the scripted burn, drop to his knees, modeling a biblical take on crush.

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Blue

Posted on May 25, 2017 by John Biscello

They, without words, have agreed to model the sea, to mimic its waves by air, blue and heat, fasting symmetry with intent to respire and please.

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