{"id":103015,"date":"2021-06-27T08:35:13","date_gmt":"2021-06-27T12:35:13","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=103015"},"modified":"2021-06-27T08:35:13","modified_gmt":"2021-06-27T12:35:13","slug":"by-northeastern","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/by-northeastern\/","title":{"rendered":"By Northeastern"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>By Northeastern<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>At the street, behind the black jagged fence, the dirt rises<\/p>\n<p>higher than the rest. A new grave. The earth is pummeled, worms<\/p>\n<p>crawling towards the sky, engulfed by air and clouds. A balloon<\/p>\n<p>twists in the wind, a golden 5 masked by the foil flowers<\/p>\n<p>floating with it. I drive by and hope I\u2019m missing the sight<\/p>\n<p>of another number, not wanting a child to have died.<\/p>\n<p>I tell myself the 5 is for the five new mounds, unearthed<\/p>\n<p>by the curbside, and shake the image away. I wave<\/p>\n<p>knowing that they want to be here, to be remembered,<\/p>\n<p>even when they\u2019re trapped beneath cold markings of lives once lived,<\/p>\n<p>want to be loved, warm hearts once beating \u2018til their final <em>ba-boom<\/em>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>By Northeastern &nbsp; At the street, behind the black jagged fence, the dirt rises higher than the rest. A new grave. The earth is pummeled, worms crawling towards the sky, engulfed by air and clouds. A balloon twists in the wind, a golden 5 masked&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1040,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-103015","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/103015","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1040"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=103015"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/103015\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":103019,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/103015\/revisions\/103019"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=103015"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=103015"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=103015"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}