Tag Archives: memory

Room

Posted on September 9, 2026 by John Biscello

Memory as eulogies in reverse. You tell yourself a story, same as you tell yourself a memory– the supplest rites of cosplay and seance conducted, first person, in a room of one’s own naming.

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P.S.S.

Posted on September 8, 2026 by John Biscello

Memories supply ghosts with their own ghosts haunting lives yet to come or recoccur in sundered part.

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Now Showing

Posted on September 8, 2026 by John Biscello

In the shadow-carved cinema of memory, its mortuary and altars, the gauzy feting of ghosts, alluring you with the promise of exits and second lives. Follow our unbearably light drift, they monotone in surround-sound stereo, we will provide you the … Continue reading →

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What We Carry

Posted on September 8, 2026 by John Biscello

Memories as ghosts of cinema, seeking host-bodies to inhabit, equal measures possession and vacancy, they are the ghosts of ghosts, pulsing in chords of repetition and bottomless hunger to freight.

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Searchlight

Posted on September 8, 2026 by John Biscello

You are being crafted and curated right now, as you speak. Scraps of filmreel flickering and bringing to life shadows of a life lived, echoes of fiction bygone. Memory as the green-screen slate upon which cinema is perpetrated. Behind the … Continue reading →

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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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