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Street Beat

Posted on January 25, 2023 by John Biscello

New edition of No Man’s Brooklyn. Signed copies available for pre-order directly through me (Paypal or Venmo). Digital copies are available for prospective reviewers. Can also be purchased through Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and other cyber-outlets soon. “Biscello succeeds in … Continue reading →

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No Man’s Brooklyn

Posted on December 20, 2022 by John Biscello

New edition of my fourth novel coming soon. From the valentine boneyards of working-class Brooklyn, comes a tale of first love, lost innocence, tragedy, and healing. Daniel Trovato, having left his native Bensonhurst years ago to start a new life … Continue reading →

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In the Beginning

Posted on November 24, 2022 by John Biscello
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Long Haul

Posted on October 13, 2022 by John Biscello

Grief lies here like an insomniac pining for sleep. Like scissors running dull to the touch of fate. We paper over grief its many wrecks its brittle slates with hordes of torn pages. Forget me nots band aids christ sporting … Continue reading →

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Rainy Day Woman

Posted on June 1, 2022 by John Biscello

When Lucy left the café, I saw her open her umbrella before stepping out into the rain. Her umbrella was red. Her long wool coat was black. These colors, as harmony, stitched together by the rain, echoed within me for … Continue reading →

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Come Wander With Me

Posted on June 1, 2022 by John Biscello

Through grotesquely chapped lips, Bert whistled a bright tune, and managed to keep whistling with melodious tenacity as he and George walked.What’s that tune?I don’t know. Something I heard a long time ago.It’s nice Bert real nice. And the fact … Continue reading →

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Demasking is a Crime

Posted on May 30, 2022 by John Biscello

 It was in the year _____ that a maskless society ceased to exist. Everyone was issued a mask. All masks were the same. A uniform anonymity, a sea of samefulness, or rather there was only one standard issue mask that … Continue reading →

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Winter Woods

Posted on May 30, 2022 by John Biscello

Wendigo-psychosis: A culture-specific disorder, which entails an intense craving for human flesh and fear of becoming a cannibal. In some indigenous cultures, environmental destruction and insatiable greed are seen as manifestations of Wendigo psychosis. I recalled what Mack had said … Continue reading →

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Girl, Interrupted

Posted on May 27, 2022 by John Biscello

You, Viola, hadn’t believed in love at first sight until you met Evie. Yet it wasn’t just love at first sight, was it? It was love at first sound, love at first gesture. At the dress rehearsal, you saw her … Continue reading →

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Shadow Play

Posted on May 25, 2022 by John Biscello

I saw her again the other night and I followed her. This time she had green eyes and copper hair. I wanted to ask her about that night, what happened between us, had it meant anything, and if so what, … Continue reading →

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