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Station

Posted on June 25, 2021 by John Biscello

Anya, I long to reach you only because I know that you are unreachable. It keeps my longing in a chrysalis state, a cocoon state. Nothing ever grows. It simply hums and palpitates and aspires toward growth. It is the … Continue reading →

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No Sleep Till Brooklyn

Posted on June 14, 2021 by John Biscello

Back cover image for my new novel, No Man’s Brooklyn.Coming soon from CSF Publishing.Photos by Anthony Distefano.

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Straight Outta Brooklyn

Posted on June 11, 2021 by John Biscello

Short video trailer, shot in Brooklyn, promoting the upcoming release of my fourth novel. NO MAN’S BROOKLYN From the valentine boneyards of working-class Brooklyn, comes a tale of first love, lost innocence, tragedy, and healing. Daniel Trovato, having left his … Continue reading →

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Kissing Anya

Posted on September 17, 2020 by John Biscello

Young love, urban lore, coming of age, and the nature of forever. An excerpt from No Man’s Brooklyn.

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Straight Outta Brooklyn

Posted on August 17, 2020 by John Biscello

Urban slice-of-life in this live reading from my novel, No Man’s Brooklyn, at last November’s Prose Month event. NO MAN’S BROOKLYN: From the valentine boneyards of working-class Brooklyn, comes a tale of first love, lost innocence, tragedy, and forgiveness. Daniel Trovato, … Continue reading →

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Brooklyn for Reel

Posted on November 25, 2019 by John Biscello

Video recording of a reading from my novel, No Man’s Brooklyn, as part of “Italian Good Fellas Night” at SOMOS (Taos, NM). In this scene, father and son pay a visit to Atlantic City, where gambling, drinking and storytelling play out … Continue reading →

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The Beastie Boys Don’t Live Here Anymore

Posted on November 9, 2019 by John Biscello

I tell myself stories in the dark, Anya. It helps. Or maybe it doesn’t. Maybe it makes things worse. Or keeps everything the same. Which is a different kind of worse. Anya I long to reach you only because I … Continue reading →

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Osmosis

Posted on November 9, 2019 by John Biscello

The coke parties were my favorite. It was when everyone was happiest. Everyone usually meant my mother, father, and their friends, Tony and Dina.    My mother would tell me—Tony and Dina are coming over tonight—and I knew that meant … Continue reading →

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The Parlor

Posted on November 9, 2019 by John Biscello

   The girl who was to give me the special massage was young. It was hard to say how young. She could have been twenty-five, could have been twelve. She also could have been one-hundred, or one-hundred and twenty, an … Continue reading →

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Between Stations

Posted on November 9, 2019 by John Biscello

   I was on the subway platform waiting for the train when I spotted a thin girl in torn jeans and bright green tank-top walking in my direction. Her hair was a bushel of unruliness. As the girl drew nearer … Continue reading →

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