by Ivory Web | Sep 22, 2008 | Prose & Poetry
HOMEFRONTBetter stay on your meds. Or get some.Otherwise how will you ignorethe pile of hacked-off limbs on the hospital lawn,the amputees limping or crawling away,as disability permits,their sacrifice worse than forgotten – misremembered?You’ll end up scribbling on...
by Ivory Web | Sep 21, 2008 | Prose & Poetry
Loss AmplifiedAcross the gravel alleyway outside my window my mother spends the nights forgetting. Chips are counted. I hear the clack of mahjong bricks being fingered and stacked and raked over the cluttered tops of padded tables. I listen for her voice:...
by Ivory Web | Sep 20, 2008 | Haibun, Tanka, Haiku & Haiga
* Witt Wittmann is a retired educator who has three published books, Musing at La Poulaille, TatWitt, and Echoes of Memories. Wittmann has also illustrated other authors' works.
by Ivory Web | Sep 19, 2008 | Prose & Poetry
About a legThere was this boy who thought he was his grandfather’s leg. His grandfather had lost his leg in the war, which at the time was the best thing that could have happened to him. It got him out of a heap of trouble, got him home, got him home scot free. No,...
by Ivory Web | Sep 18, 2008 | Prose & Poetry
blind w/out seeingyesterday i complained about moneyabout not having moneyenough money to live the life i wantbut then i don’t really know what that life would beat 44 i am still searching and i find comfortin knowing i will never find what i am looking forbut then...
