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Nobody’s on Second

Posted on November 20, 2024 by John Biscello

She told me I was crazy. It would be like taking out a restraining order against your shadow to stop it from following you. Then, Edie deepened her voice with judicial authority, and decreed: Shadow, you have been court-ordered to … Continue reading →

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Shadow Play

Posted on December 17, 2023 by John Biscello
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Nocturne Remixed

Posted on November 30, 2023 by John Biscello

Completed film script adaptation of my novel, Nocturne Variations. One of my ongoing projects has been adapting my novels and plays into feature-length film scripts, and it has been a great joy and challenge and learning experience, remixing and re-visioning … Continue reading →

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Boneyard

Posted on June 25, 2021 by John Biscello

I tell myself stories in the dark, Anya. Whether or not they help is either of primary consequence or none at all. Sometimes you have to walk through the boneyard in order to reach the garden. This is what I … Continue reading →

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Feast Days

Posted on June 25, 2021 by John Biscello

I could feel the music of a slow future dying inside me. And the past very much alive, like shimmering beatific flowers, like luscious night thistles. The past is a changeable feast. Except it is a feast that eats and … Continue reading →

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The Dark

Posted on June 25, 2021 by John Biscello

Remember when we were kids and we’d sometimes have sleepovers and listen to the dark together? That’s what you called it Anya. Listening to the dark. And it was because of you Anya that I started naming different types of dark, … Continue reading →

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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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Shadow Theater

Posted on June 30, 2019 by John Biscello

A veil, comprised of symmetry and tone, to tease the liminal cover-up of our nothingness, revealed as kin to poem.    

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Golem

Posted on July 20, 2017 by John Biscello

Excerpt from Nocturne Variations: I think, the bottom line, Piers, is that one’s protector is or can become one’s destroyer. Angels are monsters in wait, same as monsters are angels awaiting transformative context. The two are one and to divide … Continue reading →

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