by Ivory Web | Jul 30, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
The LovesickWritten in response to the Carry On film 'Follow That Camel!'We're just like Bo and Nocker in a 1960s film; two mugs drawn in by something like a belly-dancer's tasselled hips, kidnapped the day we pause to shake out shoes and underwear...
by Ivory Web | Jul 29, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
Yes, bad timing, this should really be used tomorrow…FFRIDAY Fuck she saidno hot waterFuck she saidone earring rollingbeneath the bedFuck she saidit’s half past eightI’ll be lateFuck she saidthe car’s stalled againFuck she saidthe petrol’s lowFuck she...
by Ivory Web | Jul 27, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
She’s YoursOne version is that you went to prison, and nobody knowing why only makes it all the more glamorousto a seven year old with a giddy imagination.Out picking daisies and dandelion clocks,scabs all over her knees, the girl imagines yourattling your tin cup...
by Ivory Web | Jul 26, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
Dementia Perpetua(i.m M.A.P)If you keep looking down they can’t see you. I don’t want to catch their eye again. It’s like playing Peep-O with a baby, if they can’t see your face it’s as if you are gone. They can read your mind. I’ve seen them moving. The...
by Ivory Web | Jul 24, 2010 | Prose & Poetry, Word & Image
* Sarah Ahmad lives in Pakistan. She describes this piece as poetry/art broadside.
by Ivory Web | Jul 23, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
IF SALMON RUN So many fish are clearing the dams this year.Thanks to the heavy rainfall of coursebut maybe the urge for the spawning placesis riper than weariness and gravity. Look out the window, Christine…those silver bodies, one after the...