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Tag Archives: New York
Lure
He had traveled many crooked side-streets and shadow-scripted back-alleys to arrive at this point. The white-hot lure and bait of the angel, who had played hard to get, beckoned, with an ineffable wink. Advertisements
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged alley, angel, John Biscello, New York, noir, shadows
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Destiny
One of those windows ws about to change his life forever. Now it was simply a matter of ascent, and guessing right.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged anthony distefano, John Biscello, New York, noir, skyscrapers, windows
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Neo-Noir
It would be the last time, the last thinning whatever– halfmoon fingernails scratching famished odds, unreflected, into a dirty, cracking mirror.
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged anthony distefano, Greenwich Village, homecoming, John Biscello, New York, noir
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taoStyling
Interview in taoStyle, revolving around Taos, New York, the writing life, and my new novel, Nocturne Variations. “Brooklyn, New York born and raised author, poet, playwright and spoken word performance artist, John Biscello, has called Taos home since 2001. The … Continue reading
Posted in Books, Press, Prose, Publications, Uncategorized
Tagged craft, John Biscello, Lynne Robinson, New York, nocturne variations, novel, Prose, Taos, taoStyle, writing life
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Confessions at the End of the Tunnel
It was the very end of our relationship, when it was past the point of ever being good again. We both knew it but neither one of us wanted to say it, because that would mean letting go and … Continue reading
Posted in Prose, Uncategorized
Tagged boys, Brooklyn, drinking, girls, John Biscello, New York, Prose, realtionship, romance, story, the past
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Babytalk
(Story from Freeze Tag.) I had been dating Jeannie for two years and had been living with her for the past six months. We had a place on 31st Street between Madison & Park Avenues and we could afford it because, … Continue reading
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Tagged babytalk, book, Brooklyn, Freeze Tag, John Biscello, mothers and daughters, New York, story, writer
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Snapshot
(Excerpt from Raking the Dust) Seven years later, reflecting upon an analytical snapshot held up to the light: Thirty-three, unemployed, a boatload of debt, drinking excessively, divorcee, amateur plumber of shit-clogged pipe dreams—when I got my head stuck up my … Continue reading
Posted in Prose, Uncategorized
Tagged Brooklyn, fiction, John Biscello, New York, novel, Prose, Raking the Dust, snapshot, story, Taos, writing life
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Meeting D.J.
(Excerpt from Raking the Dust) I see you decided to join me. I didn’t want you to drink alone. We sat at an empty table flanking the wall. The band was now playing a mournful ballad. Something about two lovers … Continue reading
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Tagged D.J. Alex, excerpt, John Biscello, New York, novel, Prose, Raking the Dust, romance, story, Surrealism, Taos, unsolicited press, writing life
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Train
I understand, you let the wrong one in again– doors close, doors open. (Artwork by Nigel Van Wieck)
Posted in Artwork, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged edward hopper, forlorn, haiku, John Biscello, New York, painting, Poetry, romance, sadness, subway, transit, woman
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Empire State
Empirical scope, is all that we ask of fame– Steady now, steady. (Photo of Andy Warhol and Edie Sedgwick)
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged andy warhol, arts, Edie Sedgwick, empire state building, fame, haiku, John Biscello, New York, poem, pop culture, Stars
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