by Ivory Web | Apr 8, 2009 | Prose & Poetry
the cactus man the cactus manhurts my soulwith thorns of lovepierces mewith blades of truththrives best whenlove has run drywhata prick. * * * * * muscles, soreness and exercise after notworking outfor a few weeks i decidedto go for a...
by Ivory Web | Apr 7, 2009 | Prose & Poetry
The Big Gig in the Skypondering today about the singers and songwriters of my timeand how many are now playingthe Big Gig in the Skythere aren’t all that manyleft alive, let alone performingthe rest are old and wrinkleda lot like meliving on borrowed timewhat will I...
by Ivory Web | Apr 6, 2009 | Prose & Poetry
Birthday BalloonsThe first time I saw this girl I once knew she was blowing up birthday balloons for her sister’s surprise party in a fashionable bar all chrome and glass in a former bank building sat on a stool with a tall skinny tattooed Scotsman who was coming down...
by Ivory Web | Apr 5, 2009 | Prose & Poetry, Word & Image
We're pleased to announce that we've got two new poems + accompanying podcasts by on of IS&T's staunchest supports Helen Pletts…The man who left this face on me The man who left this face on me;this grey(no, i’m not impatient waiting for...
by Ivory Web | Apr 3, 2009 | Prose & Poetry
one lucky, café Japonaisin this cityat any dinner hourI’ll always havethe rows of albums these shelves this one lucky archive of the years where the master-san and his cameragreet a new generation of...
by Ivory Web | Apr 1, 2009 | Prose & Poetry
GlassThe desert marshals sandin warfare.Hustles itdust driven into the compressors of aircraftwhose engines eat heat.Fired, the sand becomesglass:a blown heart holding hot steel in its hollow hands.It breaksthe heartsends daggers of glass to burrow brightback in...
