by Ivory Web | Feb 20, 2012 | Prose & Poetry
Chapter VIIThe love-making of crocodiles takes place underthe sludge-dark water. They warble,splatter and rub the undersidesof yellow-white jaws while spearhead whip-tails flounder. She elevates her head, they...
by Ivory Web | Feb 19, 2012 | Prose & Poetry
Watching the Feather Standing on the rooftopin a red coat, he watched the feather float,first higher then spiralling out of control.In the cold snowy air many heads turned upwards.Which open mouth would swallow the feather?He...
by Ivory Web | Feb 18, 2012 | Prose & Poetry
I Look all Crazy Don’t tell me what to do.I am the voice of reason. My one blind eye sees all.The other one sees nothing. I look all crazy inthe mirror. I am not who I think I am. I makefunny faces. I open up the cabinet. I hidethe poison...
by Ivory Web | Feb 17, 2012 | Prose & Poetry
After Lorca I will sip orange until she finds meI will only play with cats I will hang my thoughts in the bare winter treesI won’t laugh like birds But I will wait through these hard agesI will curl up to the sky For while she is goneI will hurt...
by Ivory Web | Feb 15, 2012 | Prose & Poetry
Held Middle-aged woman with long black hair,thin stem of a bodysunglasses on a grey daystops to sniff roses outside the Parish Church of the Holy Gospel,bending each one down to herdrawing in each offeringholding herself there,now here in this poem.*Matthew...
