{"id":19807,"date":"2016-08-13T12:30:05","date_gmt":"2016-08-13T16:30:05","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=19807"},"modified":"2016-08-13T14:45:18","modified_gmt":"2016-08-13T18:45:18","slug":"poem-4-little-women","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/poem-4-little-women\/","title":{"rendered":"Poem 4: Little Women"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>My mother told me should die<br \/>\nProbably before the baby<br \/>\nShoved its crude head<br \/>\nThrough a hole large enough<br \/>\nTo swallow my world.<\/p>\n<p>Another girl would make us<br \/>\nLike Meg, Jo, Beth, and Amy.<br \/>\nI cried and hated my sisters<br \/>\nFor daring to live while she<br \/>\nStrained on the table.<\/p>\n<p>My grandmother called us \u201cfellas\u201d<br \/>\nand made me wash my face.<\/p>\n<p>I always wanted to be Beth.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>Note: I only deleted seven, rather than eight, lines. Behold the rebel! \ud83d\ude42<\/em><\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_19837\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-19837\" style=\"width: 300px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-19837\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/36JH1248-300x242.jpg\" alt=\"Here are all four of us sisters.\" width=\"300\" height=\"242\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/36JH1248-300x242.jpg 300w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/36JH1248.jpg 472w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-19837\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Here are all four of us sisters.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My mother told me should die Probably before the baby Shoved its crude head Through a hole large enough To swallow my world. Another girl would make us Like Meg, Jo, Beth, and Amy. I cried and hated my sisters For daring to live while&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":697,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,441],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-19807","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19807","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\/697"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=19807"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19807\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":19854,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19807\/revisions\/19854"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=19807"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=19807"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=19807"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}