Pseudo Mini Cantos
A.S. I have never read The Cantos and don’t plan on doing so. Sister Margaret’s resignation 1 It’s time for me to leave the nunnery, And become a pioneer of modern gunnery. To Agnes and Augustine, I’m no longer tied, I’m a gun moll and I need my Clyde. 2 enough of vespers and choir… Continue reading
Make it new
1 The old descriptions are no longer with us with their odes to silver-brown cobbled paths like rows of distorted chiclets stained with nicotine. We’ve spoken of dusk so many times that the muses yawn when the crickets chirp as swatches of gossamer darkness shove the rosy blooms. … Continue reading
When I spied on my grandfather watching porn in the basement, his buttocks twisting and turning, his hip rising and falling like an Irish lilt while his hand drifted everywhere — his thighs, his belly, his nipples and his cock, I developed an obsession for obscure poetry. … Continue reading
An insane Babu who wants to be Charles V
1 I should have invested in the electric car industry, made a profit and opened a restaurant, hired a fantastic chef with his team of ambitious sous-chefs, earning one Michelin Star for its Tandoori Foie Gras, two, for its deconstructed Octopus Biryani and three, for its Flavours of India… Continue reading
Ordinary Person is a guy who likes to write. He writes fiction, essays, poems and other stuff.