Tag Archives: Taos

What Fools May Come

(Excerpt from Raking the Dust) I found a wooden table tucked away in a corner of the room which was directly opposite the Biographies section. I quickly learned that the table had a gimp leg and wobbled when I wrote. … Continue reading

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Snapshot

(Excerpt from Raking the Dust) Seven years later, reflecting upon an analytical snapshot held up to the light: Thirty-three, unemployed, a boatload of debt, drinking excessively, divorcee, amateur plumber of shit-clogged pipe dreams—when I got my head stuck up my … Continue reading

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Meeting D.J.

(Excerpt from Raking the Dust) I see you decided to join me. I didn’t want you to drink alone. We sat at an empty table flanking the wall. The band was now playing a mournful ballad.  Something about two lovers … Continue reading

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Riot’s Rake

Grateful for Ashleigh Grycner’s review of Raking the Dust, which appears in the latest installment of Riot Material, and coincides with RTD’s April 3rd relaunch. Raking the Dust, John Biscello’s masterful second novel, is first and foremost a novel about second … Continue reading

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I’m Here

Day after day after day modeling ripe, fugitive blankness, to the siege of passers-by who smiled sweetly and pointed at the coat, the dress, the bow, yet none of them saw what wasn’t blatantly advertised, the age-old curse which kept … Continue reading

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Baffle

It had been a long climb up the steps, and an even longer journey to get there. And now this. The man, who had been a boy when he started the trip, paused, to catch his breath, to settle into … Continue reading

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Wisp

Stray leaf, prey to numinous strands of web, Ephemera’s passage, frozen, discreetly, to divine wisp from perish.

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Ssshh!

Solitary bench, modeling its full silence– lovers secrets, ssshh!

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Bench

You know the story, the bench, the promise, the waiting, the interminable stretch of waiting, and the love that never returned, as the girl became a woman and then dead. You know the legend, how the woman is still waiting, … Continue reading

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Raking Reviews

Dear Blogging-Community-at-Large: My second novel, Raking the Dust, will be re-released by Unsolicited Press on April 3rd (as part of a build-up toward the release of my new novel, Nocturne Variations, in November). I am offering a limited number of … Continue reading

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