Tag Archives: Prose

A Man Walks Into

Posted on November 8, 2024 by John Biscello

A man walks into a man. He realizes it’s the same man … they’re … the same man. They merge. Naturally. Inviolably. A man walks into a man and a merger occurs. Who was I before I walked into myself? … Continue reading →

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Women Without Men

Posted on September 5, 2024 by John Biscello

They grew breasts beyond compare. They grew breasts because they had to. Flat-chested, they weren’t considered manly enough. Grow some breasts, the administrative contingent would say. Grow some breasts and then maybe you can join us on the battlefield. A … Continue reading →

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The Old Neighborhood

Posted on September 1, 2024 by John Biscello

Recorded version of my piece, “Fruit,” which was a 2023 Non-Fiction Prize Finalist in Brooklyn Film & Arts essay competition. The story revolves around shame, powerlessness, addiction, and survival techniques during days of Brooklyn youth.

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Blue Star trilogy

Posted on August 30, 2024 by John Biscello

After completing my most recent novel, Worlds Last Imagined, it, along with two other novels–No One Dreams in Color and None So Distant–comprise what I’m calling my Blue Star trilogy (2020-2024). The blue star reference pertains, at least in its … Continue reading →

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Cowpunk at the Purgatory Corral

Posted on August 30, 2024 by John Biscello

Excerpt from my novel, None So Distant: We are out here on all fours panting in the sun the bleary merciless maraschino sun burning us. It has been a long while one of those spells that feels foreverish out here … Continue reading →

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All Prairie Dogs Go To Heaven

Posted on August 30, 2024 by John Biscello

Excerpt from None So Distant: We recall fondly. We recollect. The good old days in which we titled windmills redolently and rode clanging dusty boxcars across the glaring horizontal spread of america. What a lay we said hitching up our … Continue reading →

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Fruit

Posted on August 26, 2024 by John Biscello

I was happy to find out that my story, “Fruit,” was selected as a “Brooklyn 2023 Non-Fiction Prize Finalist” for Brooklyn Film & Art Festival’s competition. A filmed recording of the piece is being scheduled. “Fruit” can be read here.

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Worlds Last Imagined

Posted on July 1, 2024 by John Biscello

New novel completed. Grateful for my Abiquiu retreat, where I got to balance work process, nourishing solitude and exploration of this area’s breathtaking beauty. WORLDS LAST IMAGINEDIn these time-bending, multiform chronicles,A) A pair of “tweeners,” the names given to metamorphic … Continue reading →

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Titanic

Posted on June 27, 2024 by John Biscello

If there were two, then let us say there were two. The two danced on the time-haunted deck of the Titanic, they called it the Titanic because they understood the floor beneath their feet was not to be trusted, nor … Continue reading →

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Andrea Doria

Posted on June 27, 2024 by John Biscello

Itchy navels, persecutions, manias, projections, snot-rimmed abysses, it’s been a mixed bag of plenty and none, and here I sit with the day’s teeth growing long and chopping down with razor-edged intensity … the stringent air of day after days … Continue reading →

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