Author Archives: montecyril

Innocence grows like a garden with flowers  in the wind, with the knowledge that fate cares  The hope roots to a fecund soil whose powers  fuel purity of the dew-kissed petals, that adversities dare  And the gardener’s fingers fearlessly pointing at the storm  that comes and goes but not a leaf left lorn  The cherubContinue reading “The many ways I can count on you: A poem “

Ms Penny Wrong  You fucking Ching Chong  I’ll send you packing before too long  Live to be a dyke, and don’t sing your song  Do you know, in Muslim countries,  what they do to lesbians, please?  Do you want to migrate there, you disease?   The abyss is what you should lease  Ms Penny Wrong, ifContinue reading “Hateful Ms Penny Wrong: A poem “