{"id":14740,"date":"2017-10-18T08:00:47","date_gmt":"2017-10-18T08:00:47","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=14740"},"modified":"2017-08-03T15:04:22","modified_gmt":"2017-08-03T15:04:22","slug":"j-bradley","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/j-bradley\/","title":{"rendered":"J. Bradley"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>The Ribcage Is Asked By Its Latest Lover How It Gets Around<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>You try your best to remain upright when in a new bedroom,<br \/>\nbut it slows you down. Your latest lover gives you permission<br \/>\nto be yourself, so you skitter instead of hop, your tips click<br \/>\nand clack on his hardwood floor. When you and him finish,<br \/>\nhe falls asleep and you watch the nightmare gnarl his smile.<br \/>\nYour latest lover wakes up an hour later and you ask him<br \/>\nwhat he was dreaming and he says giving birth<br \/>\nto skeletal wolves. He describes how they escaped:<br \/>\nchewing him from the inside, the cubs feeding from<\/p>\n<p>the gore of what\u2019s left; you know he\u2019ll never call again.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>J. Bradley<\/strong> is the author of <i>The Adventures of Jesus Christ, Boy Detective <\/i>(Pelekinesis, 2016) and the Yelp review prose poem collection <i>Pick How You Revise A Memory <\/i>(Robocup Press, 2016). He lives at <a href=\"http:\/\/jbradleywrites.com\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\" data-saferedirecturl=\"https:\/\/www.google.com\/url?hl=en&amp;q=http:\/\/jbradleywrites.com&amp;source=gmail&amp;ust=1501855935829000&amp;usg=AFQjCNF9-a1KRqOi80YhpOM4PmWH1co-Wg\">jbradleywrites.com<\/a>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; The Ribcage Is Asked By Its Latest Lover How It Gets Around You try your best to remain upright when in a new bedroom, but it slows you down. Your latest lover gives you permission to be yourself, so you skitter instead of hop, your tips click and clack on his hardwood floor. [&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":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-14740","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14740","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=14740"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14740\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":14741,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14740\/revisions\/14741"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=14740"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=14740"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=14740"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}