Tag Archives: memory

Mystique

Posted on September 6, 2026 by John Biscello

There’s something blankly paranthetical about the ghosts of memory which become us in breaths taken to host and devour.

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Scraps

Posted on September 3, 2026 by John Biscello

Memories keep us in a state of cinematic dismemberment. Spliced ribbons of footage everywhere. Identity diced and chopped. Fractures and fragments become us in motivating assembly. We are always puzzling together aspects of our lives in dimly lit corridors, in … Continue reading →

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Chart

Posted on September 2, 2026 by John Biscello

Memory as a course charted, as grooves cut into void through perennial retreading. Have I been here before can be replaced by have I been here again? It is part of the tease and conundrum of endless. Ask yourself—have I … Continue reading →

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Enclosure

Posted on May 27, 2026 by John Biscello

In the longaching aria and grain of Memory, its mortuary and refrain, the gauzy calling of ghosts— Follow our bodiless drift and want, they monotone in lo-fi chorus— Enclosure, by softly rounded turns, resetting your edited                         self to sync … Continue reading →

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Residual

Posted on May 27, 2026 by John Biscello

Memory aligning spectral residue and gauzy embers, slow-drifting motes and emissaries of Time’s passage, moving from nowhere to nowhere, and swallowing whole worlds in the process.

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Archival

Posted on May 27, 2026 by John Biscello

Memory as night-blooming arias, diffuse and fasting on distances proliferating inwardly to sepia and mute.

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Pangs

Posted on May 26, 2026 by John Biscello

Memory as night-blooming carrion— its resolve and intrigue leavening the supply of demand to feed.

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Cask

Posted on May 25, 2026 by John Biscello

In the clotted rectum of Memory, a roving cadre of masked strangers, who, in their Bacchanalian cosplay and pursuits, cause you to reconsider the darkening press of Time, and intimacy, within the hoary cask of solitude.

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Postmark

Posted on May 22, 2026 by John Biscello

Memory, as in missives recorded and labeled later, then played in reverse, or returned in due time to a sender who is much younger now, or dead, echoes circling to no end in your solitary call for company kept.

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Distribution

Posted on May 22, 2026 by John Biscello

Engraved in the paranthetical shadows of intensely subjective cinema, I cited myself, watching myself, submerged in a pooling coven of ghosts whose bluest breath of want revived me in fleeting doses. I knew that if I kept watching I would … Continue reading →

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