by Ivory Web | Mar 20, 2009 | Prose & Poetry
LizardA long tailed lizarddarts across melting tarmac,gone in a tongue flick.~ ~ ~ ~ ~TarmacThe road falls away,its collapse flanked by bunting,faded red-and-white warningsstrung from tarnished polesvisible in bright sunlight…driver, beware of the dark.~ ~ ~ ~...
by Ivory Web | Mar 19, 2009 | Prose & Poetry
Moving OnAt the Calderdale Royal Infirmary nothing moves, not even her chest. Peace has descended like snow carpeting the ground. Rain throws spats against the window Nurses move like shadowsA catering trolley comes squeaking pastpauses for a moment to acknowledge the...
by Ivory Web | Mar 18, 2009 | Prose & Poetry
That nightI wouldn’t want you to think I’d forgotten that nightI’ve been busyI’ve had shit to do – an appointment on Thursdayfuture ex-husbands to meetand you know, yoga and I’m not fucking with you except for when I’m fucking with youbut I don’t want you to think...
by Ivory Web | Mar 17, 2009 | Prose & Poetry
I Enjoyed ThatOn Saturday,the only thing I could do,was wheel you to the cafeand buy you the first hot coffee,you'd felt in weeks.On the way back to the ward,we watched fat rabbits inthe garden.Amidst heavy sloped shoulders,from a half silenced mouth,someone's...
by Ivory Web | Mar 16, 2009 | Prose & Poetry
The Quitter As a man of moderation and means, my father credited his success to his strict methodology, which he doled out, circumstantially, in rousing sermons, designed to magnify my poor judgment in taking the low road, while highlighting the benefits of...
