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Posted on August 22, 2019 by John Biscello

After one year, one month, and two days, what she called her unsentimental education, she understood the city to be both a cryptic boneyard and high-rise projection which excluded her from any real contact. God, how she loved holding it … Continue reading →

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Welcome to the Terrordome

Posted on August 22, 2019 by John Biscello

She remembered how her friend used to say fear was an acronym for False Evidence Appearing Real. Another one she had come across— Fuck Everything and Run. She was, at present, beyond the scope and warrant of both acronyms. Real … Continue reading →

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Gusty Winds May Exist

Posted on August 14, 2019 by John Biscello

Gusty Winds May Exist. This was the sign I saw on the highway when driving back from Albuquerque. Gusty Winds May Exist. Which, speculatively insinuates, they may also not exist. A climate conundrum and barometric riddle to challenge everything you thought you knew about … Continue reading →

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Under Pressure

Posted on August 8, 2019 by John Biscello

As the steps narrowed toward a terrible totemic infinity she realized that foreboding hailed from a gothic lineage backlit by a fathomless source.   (Photo by Cindy Sherman)

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Laurel and Hardy in Paris

Posted on April 26, 2019 by John Biscello

We’ll always have Paris,                                   Stanny, to tag with kerosene and meringue– (cue the “Dance of the Cuckoos” as the pie-in-the-face revolution begins with … Continue reading →

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Some Kind of Forecast

Posted on April 19, 2019 by John Biscello

The weather tonight? Snow on fire, with a chance of desire, dark and wet.   (Image: Isabella Rossellini)  

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Three Cheers for Charlie

Posted on April 16, 2019 by John Biscello

Happy birthday (April 16th), Charles Spencer Chaplin! Slapstick’s trinity, a monotheistic gag– Salvation’s last laugh.   The Great Dictator? Charlie, in jest, plants his foot– no ass too big.   Winter, starving clown, no disciples to be found– this, the … Continue reading →

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Book Giveaway

Posted on April 1, 2019 by John Biscello

In honor of National Poetry Month (and April’s Fool’s Day) I will be giving away ten digital copies of my poetry collection, Arclight, to the first ten respondees. To request a copy, email me: johnbiscello@gmail.com. Cheers, and in the immortal … Continue reading →

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Baudelaire the Symbolist

Posted on March 31, 2019 by John Biscello

Charlie, you grim fuck, you pissed on flowers to kiss Beauty’s soiled perfume.

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Funky Monk Live

Posted on March 14, 2019 by John Biscello

Video clips from the Arclight book launch at Studio 107-B in Taos, NM (3/12/19). Performing “Funky Monk” w/ Ben Wright on the bass.

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