by Ivory Web | Mar 23, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
In the spin Mavis was locked in her flat again. She was not a trafficked woman, nor was she the partner of a manipulative and cruel significant other.She could have left the flat without even using a key. She had the key if she needed it. She wanted to take the dog to...
by Ivory Web | Mar 22, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
The Bull on the Bowling GreenWe carried the bull’s head all summerlike a standard. That brute weight of clay,rough-rendered though stout-horned – I’d worked after Picasso in art class.The end of school; for our passing-outwe camped by the disused rail...
by Ivory Web | Mar 21, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
Liberated Fruit In the supermarket, the little watermelon cubes sat, docile, next to the plastic containers housing honeydew melon cubes, doing time in their own small square sections. Like cats de-clawed, under the buzzing fluorescent lights, the melon cubes’...
by Ivory Web | Mar 20, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
Time traveller The girl on the underground is a sartorial time traveller.Navy high waisted pencil skirt tightens over her ripenedbottom, blue pinstripe shirt, demurely buttoned up to thecollar, sets her rocket breasts on a youthful trajectory.Despite the...
by Ivory Web | Mar 19, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
ItWhat have I lost? I cannot now remember.I frown at the roads’ dazzle, count to three.Something I meant to do? Something that slippedout of my mind’s grip, a cool cup from lips? Is it someone I lost? But they are foundin branches’ nod,...
by Ivory Web | Mar 18, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
Two poems by Martin Figura – both come from his upcoming Arrowhead collection Whistle…Mother As its representative on earth she setsthe lemon meringue onto the cloth -its perfect roundness and snowy peaks. She divides it up with the cake knife,cuts...
