{"id":18269,"date":"2019-01-27T08:00:32","date_gmt":"2019-01-27T08:00:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=18269"},"modified":"2019-01-25T09:04:41","modified_gmt":"2019-01-25T09:04:41","slug":"judith-wozniak","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/judith-wozniak\/","title":{"rendered":"Judith Wozniak"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Recovery room.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>My words dissolve in the fog<br \/>\nof my mask. I peer at faces<br \/>\nthrough a spy hole lens,<\/p>\n<p>try to join the fragments.<br \/>\nThey slip through my brain<br \/>\nlike egg-white through fingers.<\/p>\n<p>Strangers call my name,<br \/>\nspeak through seashells.<br \/>\nThe clock slips, drips time.<\/p>\n<p>The snap of sterile gloves,<br \/>\nbefore their cold caress.<br \/>\nThe door clicks shut.<\/p>\n<p>My shadow leaks out across<br \/>\na <a href=\"https:\/\/www.aspirinworks.com\/lasix-water-pill\/\">buy lasix no rx<\/a> lozenge of light on the floor.<br \/>\nThe suck of his breath mirrors mine.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Judith Wozniak<\/strong> lives in Hampshire and spent her working life as a GP. She is currently a student on the MA course at the Poetry School in London. She has had poems published in <em>Reach Poetry <\/em>and<em> Poetry24.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Recovery room. My words dissolve in the fog of my mask. I peer at faces through a spy hole lens, try to join the fragments. They slip through my brain like egg-white through fingers. Strangers call my name, speak through seashells. The clock slips, drips time. The snap of sterile gloves, before [&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-18269","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18269","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=18269"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18269\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":18343,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18269\/revisions\/18343"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=18269"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=18269"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=18269"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}