by Ivory Web | Jan 7, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
Apple in the Pit Amit watched Maya gulp down her breakfast. She looked up and said, “I am late, have to rush.”
“Will you be late coming back?”
”Don't know, will call.” She blew him a kiss and rushed out before he could open his mouth again....
by Ivory Web | Jan 6, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
Hugh Hefner & Keg PartiesI had a friend who said he once met Hugh Hefner.To tell you the truth I think he just made the whole thing up so he would have something to say at parties.He loved the way it seemed to hold people's attention.He liked how their eyes...
by Ivory Web | Jan 5, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
what comes after kissingWe are explosive (no, not strong enough). More than explosive (what's more than explosive?). Caught on a double-edged butter knife, equally concerned by what might be and what isn't. I was serious when I said women shiver when...
by Ivory Web | Jan 3, 2010 | Prose & Poetry
ME, JULIAN OF NORWICH AND HER CAT 'Only the cat can come and go at will and the rats of course. She never goes out, part of her job. I on the other hand have to wait until the curtain opens, until the queue works its way to myself and I...
by Ivory Web | Jun 30, 2009 | Prose & Poetry
Awakening of an Urban WitchCast from Shadowland; yet clinging stillto trailing fingers of kindred wraithsmy harbinger spirit seeks respitein Hades’ neon hallways then flounders in its silent searchas useless sleep lets loose her gripand that bastard nocturnal...
by Ivory Web | Jun 29, 2009 | Prose & Poetry
TRIPYou shine like a glazed clay bowl in the sun. The door slides shut behind you – leaning down towards me you say hello. I’m not as good as my fellow passengers at avoiding eye contact. Hello I reply. The seat between us littered with papers giving me space from...
