by Ivory Web | Aug 19, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
I Met You Singing Karaoke I met you singing karaokethat night you sang one hell of a song.since then we've been spittingmany of these flyaway goodbyes.gravity somehow doesn't abideits different like sand and ice.you said you were touchedI still don't know...
by Ivory Web | Aug 18, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
My Favourite Walk into the City Skirting the westward end,Along the borderline of the twin cities,Under train tracks that dive to the heart of oneAnd to the head of the other. Across the bridge in the shadow of Hatshepsut’s monolith,While silverbellied...
by Ivory Web | Aug 17, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Giving the Big NewsThere were two kids like me and someone‘s curly-headed younger brother by the stream, in the mulch of sparrow skulls, wet porn and ...
by Ivory Web | Aug 16, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Communal Changing Urban shepherdesses of SW3(too genteel for country matters)try on flower-print smocksin the changing roomsof Laura Ashley. The glare of the lights in the room full of mirrorsdoes not spare their bare flesh, but they don’t carethey are too...
by Ivory Web | Aug 14, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
ParableA man flat on his backon the pavement,arms and legs spread,eyes shut, still.When things like thisoccur I don’t actindifferent,I am indifferent.I look and walkquickly away.I don’t want to interferein his parable,or let him interferein mine.*Chris Hardy has been...
by Ivory Web | Aug 13, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Acorn “I’m leaving you.” Dirk sighed and blasted Candy through the bedroom window. An under-reaction perhaps, but there’d been Cherry all along until of-course they’d tickled her tonsils with the barrel of a Kalashnikov. Now both...