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Tenderness<\/strong> Hear the slowing beat pulsate bulging in liquid with hairs and horns Show us that the moon is broken Place the brightness inside Show me the sunset not the mouth \u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n Matt Duggan<\/strong> lives in Bristol with his partner Kelly and their dog Alfie, his poems have appeared or about to appear in Dodging the Rain, Eye-Flash Poetry Journal, A Restricted View from Under the Hedge, The Ghost City Review, Osiris Poetry Journal, The Journal, Ink, Sweat, and Tears, L’ Ephemere Review, Levure Litteraire, The Poetry Village,<\/em> Matt has two new chapbooks available One Million Tiny Cuts<\/em> (Clare Song Birds Publishing House) and A Season in Another World<\/em> ( Thirty West Publishing House) His second full collection\u00a0 Woodworm<\/em> will be published by Hedgehog Poetry Press in Spring 2019.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Tenderness \u00a0 Drop a heart into a glass watch the glass start to expand place a lid or plate over its circular top; Hear the slowing beat pulsate allow oxygen to circulate. The heart will become an unripe cacti fresh and cold, bulging in liquid with hairs and horns a tenderness revealed […]<\/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-18129","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18129","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=18129"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18129\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":18130,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18129\/revisions\/18130"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=18129"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=18129"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=18129"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\n\u00a0<\/strong>
\nDrop a heart into a glass
\nwatch the glass start to expand
\nplace a lid or plate over its circular top;<\/p>\n
\nallow oxygen to circulate. The heart
\nwill become an unripe cacti fresh and cold,<\/p>\n
\na tenderness revealed to all.<\/p>\n
\npeel away the broken glass
\nfrom the light that shatters;<\/p>\n
\nwhere the repletion of the dark
\nlimps like a broken smile laid to rest.<\/p>\n
\ncovering the concrete owl. The heart
\nthat lay in tenderness waits to escape.
\n\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n