by Ivory Web | Jun 19, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Good OnesSometimes I wish I lived in a movie from the 40's, where everything is black and white and it either is or it isn't. Important moments are highlighted by jazz so that you know they are happening. Girls cover up and the boys don't mind...
by Ivory Web | Jun 18, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
LuggageFor some of us death is a black leather suitcase.We carry it everywhere and savorthe smell and texture while unpackingin motel rooms, hear the swish of underbrushagainst its sides, notice rainwaterbeading on the flat surfaces when we hitchhike.It is full, and...
by Ivory Web | Jun 16, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
Garden It is such a beautiful eveningblue tipped with gold. Along the low brick wallwhere we sat (beforethe chairs were gathered in),the tall tree waves greenlyto the sky. Nothing is lonelythere is too much joy in the air.and long shadows like...
by Ivory Web | Jun 16, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
A Change of PlansI am driving left-handed, right arm draped across the back of the empty passenger seat. The lake mirrors a grove of aspens from the shore, and the afternoon sun is at my back. A deer leaps out onto the highway and I instinctively swerve to miss it....
by Ivory Web | Jun 12, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
RhododendronWe stumbled over the spelling,of those robotic syllables. We arguedmerrily, making fun of where the ‘R’ and the ‘h’ go, being silly, a goodsign, the beginning of somethingother than Rhododendron. The earlySeptember evening spoke of autumn: gloomy and...
by Ivory Web | Jun 11, 2011 | Prose & Poetry
And breatheVenter Institute scientists have createdthe first synthetic bacterial genome.As the scientist’s apprenticedraws his hand back from the dishthe harsh strip-lighting announcesevery shadow in every crevice. His fingers retract from the act,retreat towards...
