{"id":1503,"date":"2019-09-27T01:49:19","date_gmt":"2019-09-27T01:49:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/?p=1503"},"modified":"2019-09-19T01:55:16","modified_gmt":"2019-09-19T01:55:16","slug":"electrified-feet-by-gloria-buckley","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/2019\/09\/27\/electrified-feet-by-gloria-buckley\/","title":{"rendered":"Electrified Feet by Gloria Buckley"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Gloria R. Buckley has been published by Defiant Scribe, Academy of Heart and Mind, Chaleur Magazine, Prometheus Dreaming, Red Hyacinth Journal, Sensations Magazine, Alcoholism Magazine, Chimera Magazine, Journal of English Language and Literature, Hermann Hesse Page Journal, Virginia Woolf Blog, Focus Magazine, Chimera Magazine and many other journals of poetry and prose. A self- published collection of seventy five poems is available on <\/em>Amazon.com<\/em><\/a>. She has a short story which will be published in October 2019 with Me First Magazine. <\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

She is a practicing attorney for over thirty years. She holds a BA in English with honors and JD from Seton Hall. She has a Masters with Distinction in English Literature from Mercy College. She is enrolled in MA in writing program at Johns Hopkins University. <\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n


Electrified Feet<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I felt the rumbling of emotions electrified down to my toes,\nigniting anger, fear and confusion as I stood planted on my father\u2019s\ngrave.  The trees, now forty years, had\ngrown and leaned with age, as if maple leaves were weeping down above me.  His brother lay dying just doors down the\nroad.  While a stranger occupied,\nnullified my childhood in my grandmother\u2019s home.  My feet trembled as I marched along his grave\nto drive and gawk at the open window as my uncle laid almost to rest-alone with\nstrangers.  Such is the Irish Catholic\npride persecuting my mother because of divorce and remarriage to no less-a\nJew.  Educated bigots banning me from\nwhat remained my father\u2019s mother\u2019s house-my grandmother.  What should have been a blood lineage to my brother\nand I-the only offspring and what truly was left of my father\u2019s short-lived\nlife.  Yet, no one cared-ever about us.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vagabonds to a sixty\u2019s revolution of mad men and women\nconsumed in nicotine, scotch, little cash and too much time on a Saturday\nnight.  Fights fueled by liquor and\nLibrium.  Suicidal gases flowing from the\nkitchen oven where my father\u2019s head laid to rest on the open door.  My mother\u2019s frantic screams-a shroud of\nsafety in all her insecurities beckoned me to unlock the handle.  It all seemed like a slow-motion sequence of\nclips.  Reel to slow reel as they lifted\nhim up and out.  Why couldn\u2019t he be\nstrong, be a father, someone with a sense and fluidity of language?  Instead of the silent corpse his remains\nalways a scalpel of silence slashed against my heart.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Gloria R. Buckley has been published by Defiant Scribe, Academy of Heart and Mind, Chaleur Magazine, Prometheus Dreaming, Red Hyacinth Journal, Sensations Magazine, Alcoholism Magazine, Chimera Magazine, Journal of English Language and Literature, Hermann Hesse Page Journal, Virginia Woolf Blog, Focus Magazine, Chimera Magazine and many other journals of poetry and prose. A self- published … Read More<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1503","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-fiction"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/pa867U-of","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1503","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1503"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1503\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1506,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1503\/revisions\/1506"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1503"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1503"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1503"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}