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Living Room<\/strong><\/p>\n I saw the painting first, hung above the sofa, The walls, not as I remember, flock filigree. I sat, rested my feet on a Persian rug. The porcelain dog barked. Startled, A phoenix sat in the grate, blazed and died Two spoons came to rest on my lap. <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Jadine Eagle<\/strong> won the Sarah Smith Poetry Competition and has been published in various magazines and webzines, the most recent being The Interpreter’s House.\u00a0 She has also recently discovered crumbling a chocolate flake on a cappuccino – life changing!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Living Room I saw the painting first, hung above the sofa, a pike smiled from a riverbed, water dripped. The walls, not as I remember, flock filigree. Mould creeping along the seams. I sat, rested my feet on a Persian rug. It undulated. Hovered an inch off the parquet floor. The porcelain […]<\/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-7404","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7404","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=7404"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7404\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7406,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7404\/revisions\/7406"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7404"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7404"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7404"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\na pike smiled from a riverbed, water dripped.<\/p>\n
\nMould creeping along the seams.<\/p>\n
\nIt undulated. Hovered an inch off the parquet floor.<\/p>\n
\na brass deer skipped away behind the TV.<\/p>\n
\non command. A copper stick poked through its heart.<\/p>\n
\nI held them to my eyes, my mother stared back.<\/p>\n