{"id":119344,"date":"2022-06-26T02:17:58","date_gmt":"2022-06-26T06:17:58","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/?p=119344"},"modified":"2022-06-26T02:17:58","modified_gmt":"2022-06-26T06:17:58","slug":"on-your-terms","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2022\/06\/on-your-terms\/","title":{"rendered":"On Your Terms"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>content warning: talks about disability inspiration porn. and it&#8217;s derisive, as it should be \ud83d\ude1b<\/p>\n<p>I didn&#8217;t understand then<br \/>\nbut time and space makes me realize<br \/>\nhow much we put people like you (like me)<br \/>\n&#8216;on display&#8217;.<br \/>\nYou wanted, and so you did,<br \/>\nand it never mattered that you were blind.<br \/>\nHow did you keep your patience?<br \/>\nGetting random &#8216;rewards&#8217;<br \/>\nsimply for trying new things?<br \/>\nBeing held up as an example?<\/p>\n<p>How did you keep your patience?<br \/>\nYour hands were so soft,<br \/>\nand I told you I was afraid,<br \/>\nand you told me it was fine,<br \/>\nyou had me.<br \/>\nAnd you did &#8211;<br \/>\nyou knew what it was like to not see<br \/>\nand you lead me where we needed to go.<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t know how any of you didn&#8217;t scream.<br \/>\nPeople talked down to you, talked around you,<br \/>\nlike being blind meant you couldn&#8217;t<br \/>\nand being deaf meant you couldn&#8217;t<br \/>\nand being in a wheelchair meant you couldn&#8217;t<br \/>\nbut the whole time you &#8211; all of you &#8211; understood.<\/p>\n<p>You helped me with a lot.<br \/>\nSometimes, when I am scared,<br \/>\nand am blind to the future,<br \/>\nI remember your soft hands,<br \/>\nand the joking about how scared I was,<br \/>\nand the way you loved me<br \/>\nenough to guide me<br \/>\nthrough a silly, pointless activity.<\/p>\n<p>Wherever you are now,<br \/>\nI miss you, but I like to think<br \/>\nthat you&#8217;re happy.<br \/>\nNot successful in the way of<br \/>\n<em>societal expectations<\/em>,<br \/>\nBut successful in the way of<br \/>\n<em>a life on your terms<\/em>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>content warning: talks about disability inspiration porn. and it&#8217;s derisive, as it should be \ud83d\ude1b I didn&#8217;t understand then but time and space makes me realize how much we put people like you (like me) &#8216;on display&#8217;. You wanted, and so you did, and it&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4005,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-119344","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/119344","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\/4005"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=119344"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/119344\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":119351,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/119344\/revisions\/119351"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=119344"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=119344"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=119344"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}