Simian Art page as it appeared in September-October 2009 issue of Random Magazine.

Write up:

*Sing to the tune of “hotel california”*

On a dark gutter 3rd cross, thick sulphur in my hair…
warm smell of potassium rising up through the air…
up ahead in the distance I saw a shimmering light…
the bomb blew heavy and my sight grew dim…
Shit, I just collapsed for the night.
There she stood in the doorway,
looking like a mission bell;
And I was thinking to myself,
this could be my aunty or it could be really a church bell
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There I could see down the corridor
damn! they are my dental plates;

***chorus***
Welcome to the fun called diwali festival.
such a lovely day
such a lovely bray
Plenty of asses at diwali festival,
one time in a year, you can find them here…

***chorus repeat until you die***