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In My Twenties I Told a Story<\/strong><\/p>\n about putting you, my own You never did. I never did My brother demolishes your home He caves in my certainty, <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Jacquie Wyatt<\/strong> has been published in South, Clear, Structo, Golddust, The DawnTreader<\/em> and Rollick<\/em> amongst others while reluctantly pursuing a marketing career (lying for a living). She dwells in deepest, darkest Kent.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" In My Twenties I Told a Story about putting you, my own father, in hospital after you went for me. You never did. I never did but that \u2018never\u2019 was why you paid for my Judo lessons. and I soiled us both by lying. My brother demolishes your home hammers our memories […]<\/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-18183","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18183","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=18183"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18183\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":18184,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18183\/revisions\/18184"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=18183"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=18183"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=18183"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nfather, in hospital
\nafter you went for me.<\/p>\n
\nbut that \u2018never\u2019 was why
\nyou paid for my Judo lessons.
\nand I soiled us both by lying.<\/p>\n
\nhammers our memories apart,
\nclaws your will out of that ruin
\nwith every levered brick.<\/p>\n
\nnot how it was meant to be,
\nhis lips press so tight
\nas he eclipses you.
\n <\/p>\n