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The Parch<\/strong><\/p>\n Desert moves in. The coarse grain and their porous underpinning to tell. You can see it of their plush, as forms shift Watch your mother\u2019s hands of epidermis move over muscle no deluge reverse a process <\/p>\n Sue Rose<\/strong>\u2019s 3rd collection from Cinnamon Press, Scion<\/i>, is due out in 2020. She is also the author of Heart Archives<\/i>, a chapbook of sonnets paired with her own photos (Hercules Editions, 2014) and Tonewood<\/i>, poems with photos of trees by Lawrence Impey (Eaglesfield Editions, 2019, https:\/\/www.eaglesfieldeditions.com\/tw<\/a>).<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The Parch Desert moves in. The coarse grain of swaddling skin loses grip as tributaries of blood, bones and their porous underpinning appear. This slow reveal of armature is beginning to tell. You can see it in everyone who entered this age before you, bowed and stripped of their plush, as forms […]<\/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-20276","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20276","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=20276"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20276\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":20410,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20276\/revisions\/20410"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=20276"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=20276"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=20276"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nof swaddling skin loses grip
\nas tributaries of blood, bones<\/p>\n
\nappear. This slow reveal
\nof armature is beginning<\/p>\n
\nin everyone who entered this age
\nbefore you, bowed and stripped<\/p>\n
\nfrom convex to concave
\nand shadows collect in dips.<\/p>\n
\nas she eats or drinks, her gold rings
\njiggling as rucked bands<\/p>\n
\nand her face pleats and crimps.
\nNothing can halt this schedule,<\/p>\n
\nthat ends with the body\u2019s works
\nquietening in the air\u2019s dry breath.
\n <\/p>\n