by Ivory Web | Jul 23, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
That Evil Y Chromosome A couple of weeks ago I met this guy online who seemed like a real gentleman. Not like all those creeps who say they want a relationship but just want S-E-X. And not like...
by Ivory Web | Jul 22, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
The CemeteryWe settled here, scarcely believing our fortune,no more to scull the seas. The island was safe butthere were many deaths: driven by the darkness men killed their kin; others drowned in shallow water before they could reach the sea. The island was safe but...
by Ivory Web | Jul 20, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Ivory SoapI used to want to be a priest when I was little and my mother said, “You can be anything you set your mind to” On Tuesdays we used to go to the health food shop after my brother had CCD. We would walk with my mother from the church on the top of the...
by Ivory Web | Jul 19, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
DilutedBlinded in the supermarket, walking dumbly through theaisles, packing my cart high with sustenance; steaks,breads, cakes, hoping to put some flesh back on yourwhittled frame, hoping your sudden plunge in weight isnothing serious, not the unspoken...
by Ivory Web | Jul 18, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Breaking Up For DummiesDear [name of ex-to-be], There is no easy way to break the news to you, [blundered attempt at tact]. I just want you to know [lame excuse or...
by Ivory Web | Jul 17, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Exmoor I couldn’t tell what it was at first. I was barely awake. The mist curdled over the heather and the dawn cry of the curlews kept whipping the clouds up and up – so that whatever it was seemed to be steaming, trailing dry ice. The air was grainy...
