{"id":129443,"date":"2023-09-02T11:59:33","date_gmt":"2023-09-02T15:59:33","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=129443"},"modified":"2023-09-03T02:38:15","modified_gmt":"2023-09-03T06:38:15","slug":"hour-3-literary-projects","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/hour-3-literary-projects\/","title":{"rendered":"The Traces on my Palm (literary projects prompts hour 3)"},"content":{"rendered":"

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trapped in my fingerprints, the traces are<\/p>\n

not left on lines, rather, the smell of salt<\/p>\n

buried in palms leaves a footprint of memories–<\/p>\n

–and hope.<\/p>\n

the air of whimpers serenades my life;<\/p>\n

weight of memories in my head massages my<\/p>\n

crossed leg. Modupe once asked if I could cross the roads in<\/p>\n

Lagos without being led. maybe I should have told him<\/p>\n

that the traces of lines on my palm lead me home.<\/p>\n

my mother used to ask me why I took pride in tattooing my body with ink. I guess<\/p>\n

my body is a piece of paper. was it?<\/p>\n

sometimes, the levitical in my brother’s lyrics<\/p>\n

unwraps balls of wasted passions and time<\/p>\n

meant to be thrown back in time as childhood pasts.<\/p>\n

and everytime I try to sleep, the moon won’t shine-<\/p>\n

there are a lot of secrets in the dark of my sleep- so I wouldn’t see the paths.<\/p>\n

so I leave a circle in my thumb to warn me to never<\/p>\n

leave the boundaries as if “inyankanyan” means death. but still<\/p>\n

I’m tensed; my stiff back won’t rest on the hard chair of comfort.<\/p>\n

for now,<\/p>\n

my fingerprints spreads over the missing disc.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

  trapped in my fingerprints, the traces are not left on lines, rather, the smell of salt buried in palms leaves a footprint of memories– –and hope. the air of whimpers serenades my life; weight of memories in my head massages my crossed leg. Modupe…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5228,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-129443","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/129443","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\/5228"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=129443"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/129443\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":140277,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/129443\/revisions\/140277"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=129443"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=129443"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=129443"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}