{"id":26235,"date":"2016-08-14T00:29:36","date_gmt":"2016-08-14T04:29:36","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=26235"},"modified":"2016-08-14T00:29:36","modified_gmt":"2016-08-14T04:29:36","slug":"ten-years-ago-i-wanted-to-pierce-my-nose","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/ten-years-ago-i-wanted-to-pierce-my-nose\/","title":{"rendered":"Ten Years Ago I Wanted to Pierce My Nose"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-26329\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/image-5-300x296.png\" alt=\"image\" width=\"300\" height=\"296\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/image-5-300x296.png 300w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/image-5-45x45.png 45w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/image-5.png 730w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Ten years ago I wanted to pierce my nose<\/p>\n<p>but I joined a firm instead.<\/p>\n<p>My partners thought it wild,<\/p>\n<p>clashing with the cobalt blue seriousness<\/p>\n<p>of our office walls and wisdom.<\/p>\n<p>So I waited til I left the firm to pierce my nose.<\/p>\n<p>My daughters had theirs pierced by then.<\/p>\n<p>Yet I caved in to pressure in the last minute:<\/p>\n<p><i>it will jeopardize\u00a0your reputation, and <\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>the outcome of your case<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>may be prejudiced, prejudged, predetermined<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i> by another&#8217;s preconceived\u00a0notions <\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>about piercings and morals and drugs,<\/i><\/p>\n<p>noise like that, which I know is just bull shit.<\/p>\n<p>But I chickened out, and now my nose<\/p>\n<p>has grown long with age, and the piercing<\/p>\n<p>would not look right wedged between wrinkled<\/p>\n<p>doubt and oily regrets oozing from gaping pores.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve made a mess of this decision.<\/p>\n<p>Has it been ten years since I wanted to pierce my nose?<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Ten years ago I wanted to pierce my nose but I joined a firm instead. My partners thought it wild, clashing with the cobalt blue seriousness of our office walls and wisdom. So I waited til I left the firm to pierce my nose. My&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":196,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-26235","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26235","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\/196"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=26235"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26235\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":26330,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26235\/revisions\/26330"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=26235"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=26235"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=26235"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}