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A True Version<\/strong><\/p>\n honest to god i stalk her she\u2019s my new poem in her fitted coat and high heels on the number 10 bus\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0put bars on the lines<\/em><\/p>\n last night in the morning she\u2019ll wake to cadence and pauses\u00a0 \u00a0 rhythms of wingbeat flocking the page<\/em><\/p>\n that\u2019s good she\u2019ll soon forget her passionless marriage when i leave her here for others to find<\/em><\/p>\n then i say so you let\u2019s hope they bring food\u00a0 \u00a0 let\u2019s trust they bring fresh hope \u00a0 that she isn\u2019t alone in this fortress i\u2019ve built her<\/em><\/p>\n that\u2019s how low i hear calling in my sleep \u00a0 \u00a0 she wants to go home\u00a0 \u00a0 she wants her own grievance \u00a0 \u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n i can\u2019t she wants the truth of her own shadow\u00a0<\/em> A True Version honest to god i can\u2019t bear to look at myself in the mirror i stalk her she\u2019s my new poem in her fitted coat and high heels on the number 10 bus\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0put bars on the lines last night i told him Megan\u2019s seeing a married […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"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":[138,7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-20483","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-2019-poetry-picks","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20483","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\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=20483"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20483\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":20487,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20483\/revisions\/20487"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=20483"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=20483"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=20483"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\ni can\u2019t bear
\nto look at myself
\nin the mirror<\/p>\n
\ni told him
\nMegan\u2019s seeing
\na married guy<\/p>\n
\nhe says
\nif it
\nmakes
\nher happy<\/p>\n
\ndon\u2019t mind
\nif i start fucking
\nwhoever?<\/p>\n
\nwe\u2019ve sunk
\nrock
\nbottom<\/p>\n
\nstand
\nto see
\nmyself
\nthese days<\/p>\n
\n <\/p>\n
\nLinda Rose Parkes<\/strong> lives in the Channel Islands and has published four collections, the latest, This Close<\/em>, was launched last winter. She continues to run poetry workshops and is also a painter.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"