{"id":306,"date":"2011-07-05T19:29:43","date_gmt":"2011-07-05T19:29:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=306"},"modified":"2011-07-05T19:29:43","modified_gmt":"2011-07-05T19:29:43","slug":"bryan-s-ways-mi-magnifico","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/bryan-s-ways-mi-magnifico\/","title":{"rendered":"Bryan S Way's 'mi magnifico'"},"content":{"rendered":"

mi magnifico<\/span>
 <\/span>
oblong drops of coffee drip down the spine <\/span>
         of plastic cups. somewhere in between I hear the voices, <\/span>
         my parents; they call my name but their cries are distanced  <\/span>
         in paper-walled echoes. <\/span>
mother on her knees weeping softly,<\/span>
         it's alright to let it out she says. your dad is strong, <\/span>
         she says, we'll get through this no matter what. outside winter<\/span>
         is being pissed on by the angry sun,<\/span>
                               the fucking pissed off angry fucking sun. <\/span>
it melts the muddy snow, the mass grows inside my father. <\/span>
         I'm here for you dad, forever, I say. <\/span>
         I know you are. <\/span>
         when night comes all is quiet, bellies spilling with <\/span>
         arrowy pigfeast, I turn and hold and believe in no magic <\/span>
                               & no god. somewhere in the sky <\/span>
there is no one laughing no one proving me wrong.<\/span>
         it is all fluttered prose. without conviction <\/span>
         the fumes run through the room, scaled in particled air, <\/span>
         filling up the sleeves of sadness like the leaky veins of a wristcutter. <\/span>
         father is sleeping now, I can hear his breathing apparatus – <\/span>
         robot pumping oxygen into his lungs. mother with a book upon her, <\/span>
                               the dogs passed out in the neolithic night. <\/span>
we bang on turtle shells <\/span>
we bathe in heated coals and rocks<\/span>
         we try to stay awake through the sterile and the dying.<\/span>




*Bryan S. Way<\/span> just graduated from Bridgewater State University. In the following years, he will be living on the road and in the mountains, developing community with the precision of a vagabond, and exploring the depths of character that can only be attained through the willing rejection of comfortable living. And he will write about it.<\/span><\/font><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

mi magnifico oblong drops of coffee drip down the spine          of plastic cups. somewhere in between I hear the voices,          my parents; they call my name but their cries are distanced           in paper-walled echoes. mother on her knees weeping softly,         it's alright to let it out she says. your dad is strong,          […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","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-306","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/306","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\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=306"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/306\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=306"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=306"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=306"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}