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Landowner<\/strong><\/p>\n You say you don\u2019t remember When I fell to meet your shoe, My friend from school was there. Two streets down you found me, rolled up folded within. Sending me flowers Nights, when I have no defense <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Vasiliki Albedo Bennu<\/strong> has recently moved to Greece and works with renewable energy development. In her spare time she writes poetry, trains in martial arts and practices pouncing and stretching with her cat Bruce Lee. She has had poems published In The South Bank Poetry Magazine, the Ofi Press Magazine <\/em>and Belleville Park Pages.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Landowner You say you don\u2019t remember the time you slashed your razor-palm across my cheeks. When I fell to meet your shoe, a flint of rage stabbed my gut again. I remember well. My friend from school was there. When you were done she hurried home, I crammed coins and clothes into […]<\/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-8724","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8724","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=8724"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8724\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8725,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8724\/revisions\/8725"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8724"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8724"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8724"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nthe time you slashed
\nyour razor-palm across my cheeks.<\/p>\n
\na flint of rage stabbed my gut again.
\nI remember well.<\/p>\n
\nWhen you were done she hurried home,
\nI crammed coins and clothes into my bag and left.<\/p>\n
\nin your car with daisies from the garden.
\nI couldn\u2019t leave. You are forever<\/p>\n
\nwith the right hand, while your left
\nis over my mouth.<\/p>\n
\nyou jolt into my dreams to plough
\nyour little plot within my heart.<\/p>\n