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Review of The Last Furies

Thank you, Louis Greenstein, for the thoughtful advance review of my forthcoming novel, The Last Furies (Lost Telegram Press). Full review below: John Biscello’s astonishing work, The Last Furies, is a vaudeville routine wrapped around a radio drama, tucked into … Continue reading

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Cover Art

You can vote now on one of seven possible covers (featuring the work of Heather Ross) for my forthcoming novel, The Last Furies.

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Masks

“Why so much fear of tears? Because the masks we use are made of salt. A stinging red salt which makes us beautiful and majestic but devours our skin.” – Luisa Valenzuela My new novel, The Last Furies, coming soon … Continue reading

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Snaps

Sneak-pique at some layout specs from my forthcoming novel, The Last Furies (Lost Telegram Press).

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Lost Telegram

I am happy to announce that I have signed on with Lost Telegram Press, a Canadian publisher, for the publication of my novel, The Last Furies. It is encouraging to have found a supportive home for what is an experimental, multi-form … Continue reading

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Bolano and Me

Last night I dreamed of Roberto Bolaño. Or he of me. We were sitting at a dimly lit café, a subterranean plot of a café, and Bolaño was drinking chamomile tea. In the latter stages of his life chamomile tea … Continue reading

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Honeymoon Killer

Ralph Kramden sweats and sweats, eyeballs bulging in their sockets. Plagued by the accursed notion that he has become a whale, no, a rhinoceros, no, an inoculated hippo that shows up to birthday parties uninvited. This visual grotesquerie, reflected back … Continue reading

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Veils

Invention was your solitude and twin, wasn’t it, Miss Nin? The calculated manner in which you spread secret pages, like silk violet capes or fringed shawls, promising an air of mystery and desire. You enabled the cause of symmetry, so … Continue reading

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John Fante

John Fante splashed vinegar into the eyes of the world. The vinegar was house-made, from his mama’s trusty cupboard. Mama’s cupboard contained a lot, an old-world apothecary glutted with cloves of garlic, deceit, shame, bones, crucifixes, oregano, thyme, rosary beads, … Continue reading

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Dilate

Audio and text versions of my piece, “Apocalypse Now & Again” appearing in the inaguaural online issue of Dilate Magazine. ABOUT “This is your last chance. After this there is no turning back. You take the blue pill, the story ends; … Continue reading

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