by Ivory Web | Feb 8, 2007 | Prose & Poetry
GrizzlyShit, no, she thought. He can’t be dead. He just can’t be.Grizzly hadn’t woken up. He would sit in the same polyester shirt and trousers every time Angie saw him at the same table in the reference room. While she thumbed through career guides and circled job...
by Ivory Web | Jan 31, 2007 | Prose & Poetry
…so…soas on a streamwe softly sink into another moving period of beingliving, changingmotions of consciousness of becomingand my dreams follow alonginstances of emotion, trying to live in harmonywith beings like me and rhyming with the rhythms of pure...
by Ivory Web | Jan 27, 2007 | Prose & Poetry
BrideMiss Liddell was riding on the bus. The one that came past her flat had been full of kids headed for their schools in the city; they’d jeered at her from the long seat at the back, called her names. Rude names. Miss Liddell endured this...
by Ivory Web | Jan 22, 2007 | Prose & Poetry
Triptych for the Lone Night Gods and too much time is spent on thisyou only have so many hoursin a day you have to prioritisebecause a third of this is sleepor what now passes for sleepsplayed out...
by Ivory Web | Jan 22, 2007 | Prose & Poetry
All the Queen's Menin the cold crystal hallsof the Snow Queen's palace,rows of single silent menpose against the blinding frozenwhite of glacier walls withicicles through their heartsunsolved puzzles in their handssad mouths twisted in sorrowthat nobody felt...
by Ivory Web | Jan 16, 2007 | Prose & Poetry
HingesA daily chore of yoursin the cold winter dawnis dealing with the sliding doorsof the boat's cabin.Broken for ages. Somethingwe all take for granted by now,something we know we haveto come across.They are out of their hinges,secured only at the topand stuck...
