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Authority Challenged<\/strong><\/p>\n My dog\u2019s left rear leg <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n C.S. Fuqua<\/strong>\u2019s books\u00a0include\u00a0White Trash & Southern ~ Collected Poems ~ Vol. I, Hush, Puppy! A Southern Fried Tale\u00a0<\/em>(children\u2019s picture book),\u00a0Rise Up<\/em>\u00a0(short fiction collection),\u00a0The Native American Flute: Myth, History, Craft,\u00a0Trust Walk<\/em>\u00a0(short fiction collection),\u00a0The Swing: Poems of Fatherhood,\u00a0Divorced Dads<\/em>,\u00a0and\u00a0Notes to My Becca<\/em>,\u00a0among others. His work has appeared in publications such as\u00a0Main\u00a0Street Rag, Pudding, Dark Regions,\u00a0Iodine,\u00a0Christian Science Monitor, Cemetery Dance, Bogg,\u00a0Year’s Best Horror Stories XIX, XX\u00a0and\u00a0XXI,\u00a0Amelia, Slipstream, The Old Farmer’s Almanac, The Writer, <\/em>and\u00a0Honolulu Magazine.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Authority Challenged My dog\u2019s left rear leg shoots\u00a0 out behind her. She looks up, embarrassed, then does her business as necessary. The ring finger of my left hand twitches toward the palm. The dog and I are getting older, but, in physical years, she\u2019s four decades my senior. Neither of us is […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10241","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10241","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=10241"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10241\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10244,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10241\/revisions\/10244"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10241"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10241"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10241"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nshoots\u00a0 out behind her.
\nShe looks up, embarrassed,
\nthen does her business as necessary.
\nThe ring finger of my left hand
\ntwitches toward the palm.
\nThe dog and I are getting older,
\nbut, in physical years,
\nshe\u2019s four decades my senior.
\nNeither of us is thrilled
\nwith our bodies\u2019 new senses of direction,
\nthe independent actions of limbs,
\nbut we\u2019re not surprised,
\nboth of us having always challenged authority
\nin one way or another.<\/p>\n