by Ivory Web | Jul 11, 2008 | Prose & Poetry
MORNING RUNMary-Jane always believed that her morning run was the perfect way to start the day. Her husband, Malcolm, thought otherwise and soon began to resent those early morning intrusions into his sleep.This morning was no different. Mary-Jane heard...
by Ivory Web | Jul 10, 2008 | Prose & Poetry
PhysicalHow?How do you manage to do this?I knew you were there –rather I was there…It was meand the joyat the first watch dad boughtat the first terelene shirt he gotat the first touch of her breastit was me…it has become a you now –the magician's...
by Ivory Web | Jul 9, 2008 | Prose & Poetry
Simple Things I say goodbye to simple things like trees in autumn peel their leaves. Melancholy is the sad slow death of simple things that ache. Stay for a while, beneath my noontime sun. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Gothed Tina painted my lips black,paleness on...
by Ivory Web | Jul 8, 2008 | Prose & Poetry
SnowflakeIn springLast snowflake fallsTemperature is risingIf it knew how long it lasts,why bother?~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Nothing to DoSummerAs the world burns,Nothing else to do, butStep into liquid cool wavesAnd swim.• Michael Lee Johnson is an Illinois-based poet and...
by Ivory Web | Jul 7, 2008 | Prose & Poetry
Houndstooth HatI am going to wear the houndstooth hatyou gave me at the airport when I thinkof the night we went to eat Chinese foodwith my brother and I drove my ex-boyfriend's van and you were shockedand appalled at how fake and dark thatwoman's tan was.I am...
