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Bread<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Explore the way <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Jerrold Yam<\/strong> is a UCL law undergraduate and the author of Scattered Vertebrae<\/em><\/a> (2013)\u00a0\u00a0 and Chasing Curtained Suns<\/em><\/a> (2012)\u00a0 . His poems have appeared in Antiphon, The New Poet, Third Coast<\/em> and Washington Square Review<\/em>. He is the youngest Singaporean to be nominated for the Pushcart Prize.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Bread Explore the way it rises from nothing, what this teaches about dignity. On the table of furrowed wood, knives coaxing butter out of sleep. I wonder how my father thinks, crumbs drying over his mouth so he never requires more than what I have grown used to confessing. I trace […]<\/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-5477","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5477","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=5477"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5477\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5479,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5477\/revisions\/5479"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5477"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5477"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5477"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nit rises from
\nnothing, what
\nthis teaches about
\ndignity. On the table
\nof furrowed wood,
\nknives coaxing butter
\nout of sleep.
\nI wonder how
\nmy father thinks,
\ncrumbs drying over
\nhis mouth so he
\nnever requires more
\nthan what I have grown
\nused to confessing.
\nI trace the dough\u2019s
\nburnt handwriting
\nwith my tongue.<\/p>\n