{"id":18086,"date":"2016-08-13T09:54:46","date_gmt":"2016-08-13T13:54:46","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=18086"},"modified":"2016-08-15T14:21:16","modified_gmt":"2016-08-15T18:21:16","slug":"found-end","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/found-end\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour 1"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>Found, End<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Do I have endings?<br \/>\nI never leave things behind.<\/p>\n<p>I still think about the guys,<br \/>\nthat amorphous blob of boy-men.<\/p>\n<p>the one\u2019s I crushed on<br \/>\nthe first kiss<br \/>\nthe first fuck<br \/>\nthe first soulmate<br \/>\nand the second<\/p>\n<p>the one who didn\u2019t know what No \u2013 meant<\/p>\n<p>There it is<\/p>\n<p>My heart stopped<\/p>\n<p>he\u2019s out there<br \/>\nshapeshifting<\/p>\n<p>The end of trust<br \/>\nThe beginning of Rage<\/p>\n<p>If memories could sift into<\/p>\n<p>Par<\/p>\n<p>tic<\/p>\n<p>les<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Found, End Do I have endings? I never leave things behind. I still think about the guys, that amorphous blob of boy-men. the one\u2019s I crushed on the first kiss the first fuck the first soulmate and the second the one who didn\u2019t know what&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":831,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-18086","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18086","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\/831"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=18086"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18086\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":29333,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18086\/revisions\/29333"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=18086"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=18086"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=18086"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}