by Ivory Web | Jul 5, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
mi magnifico oblong drops of coffee drip down the spine of plastic cups. somewhere in between I hear the voices, my parents; they call my name but their cries are...
by Ivory Web | Jul 4, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Congratulations to IS&T contributor SJ Fowler on the publication of this intriguing collection from Knives Forks and Spoons Press. {the Seven deathly Sins / Gula} An allegorical figure of a woman in sixteenth-century dress and a fifteenth-century head-dress...
by Ivory Web | Jul 3, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Egyptian Hills There was a house in Egyptian Hills where my family once lived. A tri-level with a walkout basement. My brother and I stayed in the bottom and shared it with fifteen cats.We heard rumors—suicide of former tenant—and on the ceiling we saw dark rust...
by Ivory Web | Jul 1, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Colmaris a matrix of criss-cross canals, capitale des vins d'Alsaceand where, at 13, on the school French...
by Ivory Web | Jun 30, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Family VisitDark-tied and properly suited,back at my in-laws’ place, I’m hereto make sure the flat is intact.The same portraits are standing guardand the same piano keys grinwith their yellowed teeth. Rosarieslay coiled on a sunlit tablelike dozing, sated...
by Ivory Web | Jun 28, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
TempoYou angle the plastic stick. You check the instruction sheet. Pee gets on your fingers Outside dopplered music heralds the approach of an ice cream van. Children shout, a dog yelps in time to Mendelsshon...
