Tag Archives: words

Notices

Posted on December 27, 2023 by John Biscello

When you die, tell everyone there has been a change of address, and you will send the new coordinates as soon as you have them. When you die, tell everyone you are taking a trip to somewhere you’ve never been, … Continue reading →

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Whispers

Posted on December 26, 2023 by John Biscello

Whisper, I want to be inside you, to your lover, when she is in the middle of a parent-teacher conference. Whisper, between your thighs I found blue lightning, to your lover, when she is driving in congested traffic on the … Continue reading →

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Ghost Story

Posted on December 26, 2023 by John Biscello

Understand clearly that you are a ghost haunting your own life. Do not seek an exorcist, nor a mirror. Do not try and revise or cure your condition. Put on a white sheet, cut two slits for eyeholes, and wander … Continue reading →

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Telegram

Posted on December 24, 2023 by John Biscello

Send a telegram from a future perspective to someone who resembles you in present time. In the telegram, tell the person resembling you who and what you would like to become. Assure them that this is not blackmail or psychic … Continue reading →

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Before Beauty

Posted on December 23, 2023 by John Biscello

Count the number of wrinkles in the night sky. Count the number of wrinkles in the ocean. Tell the sky it is old and beautiful. Tell the ocean it is old and beautiful. Write a note saying—I am old and … Continue reading →

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Judy Garland

Posted on December 21, 2023 by John Biscello

Tell yourself Christmas is a Technicolor fantasy celebrated on the moon. Bring young Judy Garland to mind. Have her sing Christmas is a Technicolor fantasy celebrated on the moon, the lyrics improvisationally transmitted from your mind to her lips. While … Continue reading →

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Call and Response

Posted on December 20, 2023 by John Biscello

Find an old telephone booth. If you can’t find an old telephone booth, use a refrigerator box, or the dimensional equivalent. Enter the booth or box. Place a dime, real or imaginary, inside the phantom slot and place a call … Continue reading →

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Squared

Posted on December 20, 2023 by John Biscello

Gather in the town square. Bring a dummy that looks like you. Or like someone who imagines what you look like. Others will also bring their dummies. The square will be filled with dummies of all kinds. Stones will form … Continue reading →

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Angels

Posted on December 20, 2023 by John Biscello

Imagine snow. Imagine the symmetry of falling snow. Imagine the quiltlike cocoon of snow covering earth. Imagine the silence of snow sounding everywhere softly. Imagine you are old and cold in snow. Imagine you are young and running in snow. … Continue reading →

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Dial Tone

Posted on December 19, 2023 by John Biscello

Find a discarded old phone, preferably rotary, and call someone who is dead. If they pick up, tell them any number of secrets. If they don’t pick up, speak the secrets into the phone anyway.

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