by Ivory Web | May 16, 2008 | Prose & Poetry
Eat a PeachTom and Shirley were in love and in debt. He was an aspiring actor and she, a moon-eyed wannabe ballerina. They lived in a small apartment on Bleecker. He loved the way he could make her laugh or cry. They threw parties. They had plenty of friends....
by Ivory Web | May 15, 2008 | Prose & Poetry
Singapore side-streetThey spray the hanging duckwith hot waterin this restauranta converted British shop houseno. 9was once an opium dennow a whorehousewith a peking duck restaurantfowl between chopstickswhat's she saying? Shit,I can't understand Cantonese.the...
by Ivory Web | May 13, 2008 | Prose & Poetry
This is for all of you who have struggled with poetry forms…I’ll write a sonnet…I’ll write a sonnet about a haiku(ironic that, if I say so myself) or maybe I’ll pen an apt senryuand leave the cinquain to rot on the shelf.I’m not really sure which type I...
by Ivory Web | May 9, 2008 | Prose & Poetry
Soft Angular It is a familiar journey, three hours there, if I’m lucky, the same back. The traffic is heavy, lorries throw up dirty spray. I pass the house. * Clink,...
by Ivory Web | May 8, 2008 | Prose & Poetry
It's the start of the fly-away holiday season, and I think we've all been here…Please Read the Safety Instruction ManualHe donned a yellow jacket, pretend blew downa red whistle. Then he pointed in front Of himself and to either of his sides. ...
by Ivory Web | May 7, 2008 | Prose & Poetry
the 100 minute biblea new short bible’s in the shops, like god’s highlightsfor part-time belief.it has the good bitslike genesis with the snakeand special effects.not much begatting.i think i will wait and buythe director’s cutwith the sodomyand the selling of...
