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Stitch<\/strong> I\u2019ve taught myself to sew in this extra time, I\u2019ve been spending portions of the day with thoughts of you \u2013 In these private moments, I press items of your clothing I\u2019m sewing my name into the hems, and behind the labels, <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Amy Ekins<\/strong> is a writer of fiction and non-fiction, a project manager for a publishing company, and is finishing up her MRes in Creative Writing at Northumbria University – for which she won their fee-waiver scholarship. She tweets at @AmyEWrites.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Stitch I thread the needle with cotton fine and purple as the lavender growing in tufts outside of our living room window. I\u2019ve taught myself to sew in this extra time, these hours of recuperation, with little remuneration from work \u2013 statutory sick pay allows only for indoor activities. I\u2019ve been spending portions […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"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-3904","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3904","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=3904"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3904\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3905,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3904\/revisions\/3905"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3904"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3904"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3904"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\n<\/span>
\nI thread the needle with cotton
\nfine and purple as the lavender growing in tufts
\noutside of our living room window.<\/p>\n
\nthese hours of recuperation, with little remuneration
\nfrom work \u2013 statutory sick pay allows only for indoor activities.<\/p>\n
\nI slice up my time into two hour pieces, so as not
\nto indulge one topic over another.<\/p>\n
\nonto my skin, and imagine your flesh filling them,
\npopulating their empty spaces with your private places.<\/p>\n
\nof everything you own \u00ad\u2013 making myself invisibly,
\nsome might say insidiously, with you always.<\/p>\n