Saturday, 6 February 2016

The Great Big ISIS Movie Extravaganza Part XXIX







Owing to persistent health problems I've not been able to write anything the last week and a bit, and will likely take several days more to get back to writing as usual.

The handwritten captions and dialogue are back on Raghead strips after audience reactions showed they were more popular than MS Paint added font (besides which, I - obviously - prefer handwritten myself). MS Paint fonts will still be used for captions and dialogue on standalone single-panel cartoons though.

Copyright B Purkayastha 2016 

Sunday, 31 January 2016

Going Viral



And remember, boys and girls, you're racist if you don't believe everything he says!

Thursday, 28 January 2016

Once I Knew A Thing Called Happiness

Once I knew a thing called happiness
For an hour and a few days
It fluttered green-winged, a moth trapped
In the glowing flame of my burning heart.

Once I knew a thing called happiness.
Born, nurtured, kept alive day by day
With nectar-drops of words and smiles
And the touch of a hand on my cheek
The feel of a living arm around me
Living, loving, all there.

And the arm went away.
The nectar dried, the moth starved
Dry-winged beating still in the walls of my
Prisoned heart.

Now I know the bitter nectar of pain
Squeezed drop by drop out of my blood
And then held like hemlock in a cup
To my lips to drink again.
That is pain that I sip every day
The thing in the shadows with the empty sockets and grinning teeth
That whispers and promises
It will not go away.

I walked the streets of an unknown city
With sunglasses over my tear-red eyes
And Google Maps in my hand.
I gave a bottle to a ragpicker
And thought I saw her smile.
A dog jumped on me and licked me a while
And it was not enough.
It was not enough.

Once I knew a thing called happiness
And it went away.

I do not think
I want to live on like this.