{"id":26385,"date":"2016-08-14T01:48:03","date_gmt":"2016-08-14T05:48:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=26385"},"modified":"2016-08-14T01:48:03","modified_gmt":"2016-08-14T05:48:03","slug":"tables","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/tables\/","title":{"rendered":"tables"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>tables<br \/>\nafter Lisa Wamsley<\/p>\n<p>piled documents and unused candles<br \/>\non the table between us. can<br \/>\nwe adjust our eyesight towards each other<br \/>\nlike we do in the dark. father<br \/>\nleans eyes to his goulash, one hand<br \/>\npatient on napkin. my mother on<br \/>\nthe phone three hours. Davey,<br \/>\nfrom the basement. i eat dinner in<br \/>\nmy room to avoid hearing the names<br \/>\nof anyone that aren&#8217;t fictional or my own.<br \/>\ni don&#8217;t feel any closer to people at tables<br \/>\nanymore.<br \/>\nwe break up over text &amp; i eat my spaghetti<br \/>\nwithout choking on worry. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>tables after Lisa Wamsley piled documents and unused candles on the table between us. can we adjust our eyesight towards each other like we do in the dark. father leans eyes to his goulash, one hand patient on napkin. my mother on the phone three&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":717,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-26385","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26385","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\/717"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=26385"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26385\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":26696,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26385\/revisions\/26696"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=26385"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=26385"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=26385"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}