{"id":8986,"date":"2015-08-02T08:00:31","date_gmt":"2015-08-02T08:00:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=8986"},"modified":"2015-07-29T10:06:14","modified_gmt":"2015-07-29T10:06:14","slug":"hannah-tuson","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/hannah-tuson\/","title":{"rendered":"Hannah Tuson"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Night Shift<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Rats run across the A1 and fade<\/p>\n<p>into the hard shoulder. I shake my<\/p>\n<p>head, wind down the window, take<\/p>\n<p>deep breaths of iced air and bonfire<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>remnants until I reach the services,<\/p>\n<p>park, and let my eyes close for a<\/p>\n<p>hundred seconds. Want to call but<\/p>\n<p>you&#8217;re at The George in your leather<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>jacket and orange lipstick, and you<\/p>\n<p>never answer anyway. The phone<\/p>\n<p>rings and sends me to Oxford, so I<\/p>\n<p>slap my cheeks, switch on some<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>grime, and I&#8217;m fine until I reach<\/p>\n<p>the lights, where there&#8217;s a man<\/p>\n<p>kneeling by his car, spanner in hand,<\/p>\n<p>working at his wheel, and when I<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>slow down to look, he&#8217;s gone.<\/p>\n<p>I accelerate, see flashes in the trees,<\/p>\n<p>but I focus on the cats&#8217; eyes, turn up<\/p>\n<p>the radio, go into fifth .<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Hannah Tuson<\/strong> lives in Hertfordshire. She has an MA in Creative Writing from Kingston University. Her short stories and poetry have appeared in <em>Notes From the Underground, Cadaverine Magazine, <\/em>Spread the Word&#8217;s 2012 anthology:<em> Things That Have Happened, Pomegranate, MAP, Message in a Bottle<\/em> and<em> Mslexia.\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; Night Shift &nbsp; &nbsp; Rats run across the A1 and fade into the hard shoulder. I shake my head, wind down the window, take deep breaths of iced air and bonfire &nbsp; remnants until I reach the services, park, and let my eyes close for a hundred seconds. Want to call but you&#8217;re at [&hellip;]<\/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-8986","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8986","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=8986"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8986\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8988,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8986\/revisions\/8988"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8986"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8986"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8986"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}