by Ivory Web | Sep 21, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
Incantation Breathing his name beneath the frost;the vowels hum on her tongue like a charm. She buries the trowel into the concrete earth & places the mass of plug-hole hair into the gap, alongside ribbon-bound hazel twigs. Her hands force the brittle...
by Ivory Web | Sep 20, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
MedicationHe watched her eyes flickering open, small soft butterfly movements. He liked to watch her while she was sleeping as it was the only time she was at peace. It was like a lottery waiting to see how she would be when she awoke, so it was always with some...
by Ivory Web | Sep 19, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
The Yoga Class Stretched arms, hands,fingers upwards, heads erectas if pulled by string to heaven’s sky. Legs taut, knees bentin stillness with breaththat marks time, one, two three. In slow motion, their graceful movesto music soft and low, alongside...
by Ivory Web | Sep 18, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
Tapas Bar, Camden“Do you mind if I stay ‘til the rain stops?”One woman comes in with her left arm already out of her coat.Two girls sit by the door. They talk about sex, waiting for a break in the clouds. When it comes, one leaves on a BMX, the other on a...
by Ivory Web | Sep 15, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
Highway's DreamWill I ever wander the circles of a highway's dream that cries like lovers of a reminiscent dawn, caught-up in their own beauty of the world? Searching for an undiscovered, once-sacred truth of humdrum compromises circling around each era's...
by Ivory Web | Sep 14, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
QWe tripped over commas all summer, ampersands bursting your blouse of blase American chat. Swinging our keys over the pier,...