{"id":12698,"date":"2017-04-07T08:00:34","date_gmt":"2017-04-07T08:00:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=12698"},"modified":"2020-12-09T15:25:00","modified_gmt":"2020-12-09T15:25:00","slug":"lucia-damacela","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/lucia-damacela\/","title":{"rendered":"Luc\u00eda Damacela"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>The Angel in My Cupboard<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>The angel living in my cupboard<br \/>\ndoesn\u2019t flaunt angel hair<br \/>\nhis mane looking rather like<br \/>\na spoonful of whipped cream cheese<\/p>\n<p>the angel hidden in my cupboard<br \/>\nis most visible when the evening light<br \/>\npenetrates the room through<br \/>\nthe sealed high window<\/p>\n<p>the angel squatting in my cupboard<br \/>\ndresses with the dust that flies off<br \/>\nthe rice bags<br \/>\nand has snout beetles for breakfast<\/p>\n<p>the angel lying down in my cupboard<br \/>\nhas asked me for help to fix his broken wings<br \/>\nbut none of the materials he listed<br \/>\nare available on Amazon<\/p>\n<p>the angel stiffening in my cupboard<br \/>\nflaps his wings as if conjuring<br \/>\nPrometheus and Icarus<br \/>\nto no avail<\/p>\n<p>the angel in my cupboard<br \/>\nformerly crafted of light and specks<br \/>\nis becoming solid as rock<br \/>\nexcept that rocks don\u2019t cry.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Luc\u00eda Damacela<\/strong>\u2019s work has appeared in venues such as <em>Poetry Quarterly, Mulberry Fork Review, Sein und Werden, <\/em>and<em> Bunbury Magazine.<\/em> Luc\u00eda currently lives in Singapore with her family, blogs at<a href=\"https:\/\/notesfromlucia.wordpress.com\/\">https:\/\/notesfromlucia.wordpress.com\/<\/a> and tweets as @lucyda.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; The Angel in My Cupboard The angel living in my cupboard doesn\u2019t flaunt angel hair his mane looking rather like a spoonful of whipped cream cheese the angel hidden in my cupboard is most visible when the evening light penetrates the room through the sealed high window the angel squatting in my [&hellip;]<\/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":[136,7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-12698","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-2017-poetry-picks","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12698","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=12698"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12698\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":13523,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12698\/revisions\/13523"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=12698"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=12698"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=12698"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}