{"id":137786,"date":"2023-09-03T08:08:17","date_gmt":"2023-09-03T12:08:17","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=137786"},"modified":"2023-09-03T08:08:17","modified_gmt":"2023-09-03T12:08:17","slug":"2023-poem-fifteen","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/2023-poem-fifteen\/","title":{"rendered":"2023 Poem Fifteen"},"content":{"rendered":"

Little Eulogies for the People I Have Been<\/strong><\/p>\n

– She was around a lot longer than she ever thought she’d be. Honestly, she’s still here but in ways she never could have dreamed of.<\/p>\n

– He tried. He tried more than he probably should have but he’s a stubborn asshole who wouldn’t have it any other way.<\/p>\n

– She was just a child and didn’t deserve how the adults around her reacted to [it]. I wish that, for her sake, they had been able to access [help].<\/p>\n

– They’re a dumbass in the kindest of ways. Not like a puppy but also not as jaded as they should have been. Which they paid for but I know them and they wouldn’t have it any other way.<\/p>\n

– He loved [them] with his whole being even when he wasn’t sure how to best show it. I’ve never heard an inkling of regret for any love he’s even given no matter how it was returned.<\/p>\n

– They made a choice and sometimes we can’t choose the choices we make. It sucks and they knew it but when you’re out of options…<\/p>\n

– She needed her [parent] but the other side of the bedroom wall might as well have been a stranger’s house.<\/p>\n

– Every version of me that I have been made what I thought was the best decision based on the information I had. I can never fault myself for that nor would I want to.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Little Eulogies for the People I Have Been – She was around a lot longer than she ever thought she’d be. Honestly, she’s still here but in ways she never could have dreamed of. – He tried. He tried more than he probably should have…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2331,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-137786","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/137786","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\/2331"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=137786"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/137786\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":143374,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/137786\/revisions\/143374"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=137786"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=137786"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=137786"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}