Tag Archives: words

Sideshow

Posted on September 15, 2025 by John Biscello

Let me show you, she said. She proceeded to open her stomach, almost as if she were made from wood or metal, something not flesh, and it cleanly opened to reveal a dark chamber. I stood there, not sure what … Continue reading →

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Last Furies: Now Available!

Posted on September 14, 2025 by John Biscello

I am excited to share the news that my novel, The Last Furies, has officially been released, and is available in paperback, e-book and audio-book editions.  The book has been published by Lost Telegram Press, an indie publisher based out of Ontario, … Continue reading →

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Others

Posted on September 12, 2025 by John Biscello

I couldn’t understand why I couldn’t hear myself in my head anymore. I was hearing someone else. This someone else was older, much older than me, and tired. Her words dragged, as if part of a funeral procession. Her voice … Continue reading →

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Say What?

Posted on September 7, 2025 by John Biscello

Survival Town was created outside of Las Vegas for the express purposes of being destroyed. The town was populated by mannequin families, who were curated and arranged in homes to model and mimic middle-class American values, ideals, and leisure. Democracy, … Continue reading →

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Memory Piece

Posted on September 4, 2025 by John Biscello

A young woman came to see me yesterday. I know it’s my daughter, yet something stops the word daughter from coming out of my mouth, any of my mouths. There is word-daughter and there is daughter-daughter and word-daughter is the … Continue reading →

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Remains of the Day

Posted on September 4, 2025 by John Biscello

The first spots were discovered, and contrary to my sense of fiction, they had nothing to do with extraterrestrials or loneliness. Nor poverty. Soon, no exact timetable, but soon my memories would no longer be mine. I would no longer … Continue reading →

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In the Dark

Posted on August 31, 2025 by John Biscello

I was vacant when he entered me, a ghost in a long corridor. In the distance, I heard low hissing. As if the world were losing air through a slow leak. I silently sang myself a lullaby from my childhood, … Continue reading →

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Final Cover

Posted on August 26, 2025 by John Biscello

Final cover for The Last Furies has been decided (thanks to all who voted), along with updates about the process of the novel and evolving audio-book version.

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Red Wind

Posted on August 18, 2025 by John Biscello

The stilettos of red wind go on pecking at me, at us. We haven’t seen our mother in seven months. She was taken away. I could present evidence of my mother— kitchens tattooed onto her elbows and wrists, walking the … Continue reading →

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Company

Posted on June 22, 2025 by John Biscello

I have always depended on the kindness of solitude to acquaint me favorably with the company of words.

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