This poem depicts London as a character, a living stinking breathing being, marred by racism, class conflict, and social and ethnic cleansing.
Author: Saira Viola
Applauded by booze bums, misfits, electric kool aid kids, old school hipsters, social pariahs, swanky pants literati, the great the godless, and her Siamese kitty (Rembrandt), Viola spits and howls poetic fire, pulp that pulsates and prosody that burns holes in the page, destroying cup and saucer verse as we know it. A bitch slap for stuffy traditionalists and a wail of protest in the ears of smug fat cats.