by Ivory Web | Jun 22, 2009 | Prose & Poetry
FebruaryAnd suddenly, we’re all artists – a Brueghel of dark against the heavy white,refashioning ourselves in monochrome. Polar bears squat the fir trees. Londoners loved up in this foam disco. And I’ve had my fight for today.~ ~ ~ ~ ~It Is Not Truethat I sent...
by Ivory Web | Jun 18, 2009 | Prose & Poetry
Wax DaysThe days they meltCascading down likeWax descending your candleFalling into each other untilThey hardenAnd freeze in timeFrozen over in this cold, cold cityBitter winds and harsher heartsDo you remember bedroom wall hieroglyphics?Written in pencilTo be erased...
by Ivory Web | Jun 17, 2009 | Prose & Poetry
A Trip to the Dentist BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ (bright light shining)(head back, eyes closed)(funny taste, weird smell) RRRREEEEEEEEEEHHHHHHHHHHHHHZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ “Open up wider, please”“Lift up your...
by Ivory Web | Jun 16, 2009 | Prose & Poetry
ReunionDarling, may you always be blessed with moderate success,so that when you stand for long minutestelling us how you became a producer at the BBCsomeone knows it was only on local radio and starts asking awkward questions – seems it was a ‘one-off’ ...
by Ivory Web | Jun 15, 2009 | Prose & Poetry
Jeera Cradled on her tonguethe bitter taste of cumin. She watched the oilbubble the tiny pan awake– no handle –it’s always the little pansthat break. Separatefrom shapes familiar. Roasting the seedsshe felt the heatmouthing flames to her fingers.*...
by Ivory Web | Jun 13, 2009 | Prose & Poetry
Cocaine clubConstantly turning people intoSnorting machinesWith dead eyesDead mindsNo heartsEmpty memoriesNo soulsSpouting theoriesWell, one tired theory over and overOne that means nothing to nobodyBut as nobody is listening(Everybody’s talking)This is not identified...
