{"id":138705,"date":"2023-09-02T23:25:32","date_gmt":"2023-09-03T03:25:32","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=138705"},"modified":"2023-09-03T02:07:49","modified_gmt":"2023-09-03T06:07:49","slug":"reoccurring","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/reoccurring\/","title":{"rendered":"Reoccurring"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>cw: none<\/p>\n<p>When they came back &#8211;<br \/>\nthe same gentle hands<br \/>\nthat did not hurt.<br \/>\nThey came back.<br \/>\nThe canary expected<br \/>\nto bleed words for them.<br \/>\nBut the hands were<br \/>\nstill gentle,<br \/>\nand instead of vellum flowers,<br \/>\nit was fed birdseed.<br \/>\nIts stomach didn&#8217;t hurt.<br \/>\nThe gentle hands left again &#8211;<br \/>\nbut, even though it was foolish&#8230;<br \/>\nthe canary hoped.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>cw: none When they came back &#8211; the same gentle hands that did not hurt. They came back. The canary expected to bleed words for them. But the hands were still gentle, and instead of vellum flowers, it was fed birdseed. Its stomach didn&#8217;t hurt&#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-138705","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/138705","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=138705"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/138705\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":138720,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/138705\/revisions\/138720"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=138705"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=138705"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=138705"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}