{"id":27941,"date":"2016-08-14T06:32:33","date_gmt":"2016-08-14T10:32:33","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=27941"},"modified":"2016-08-14T06:32:33","modified_gmt":"2016-08-14T10:32:33","slug":"the-diner","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/the-diner\/","title":{"rendered":"the diner"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>the girl child wakes first<\/p>\n<p>vegetarian<\/p>\n<p>she&#8217;ll need her own lunch<\/p>\n<p>also gluten-free<\/p>\n<p>she reminds you the importance of buying cage-free eggs<\/p>\n<p>you remind her that all her frees really don&#8217;t come free<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>the oldest boy child wakes next<\/p>\n<p>and beats the girl child to the counter<\/p>\n<p>all carnivore<\/p>\n<p>needs lunch for two today<\/p>\n<p>he is eating with his companion at the senior center<\/p>\n<p>his treat<\/p>\n<p>he&#8217;s chosen bacon mac and cheese, and peach pie<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>the youngest boy child wakes last<\/p>\n<p>and is the last one to the counter<\/p>\n<p>which he calls an island in the kitchen<\/p>\n<p>he&#8217;d like the leftover wings from last night<\/p>\n<p>and a large glass of milk<\/p>\n<p>for breakfast!<\/p>\n<p>whatever happened to toast?<\/p>\n<p>his lunch today,<\/p>\n<p>your mashed potatoes with green olives and sunflower seeds<\/p>\n<p>and the peaches not in the pie<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>for yourself it is just coffee<\/p>\n<p>whatever they don&#8217;t eat<\/p>\n<p>but you draw butterflies on each brown lunch bag<\/p>\n<p>you don&#8217;t care that they are all teenagers now<\/p>\n<p>this is your diner<\/p>\n<p>the only diner they&#8217;ve ever know<\/p>\n<p>and in this diner, the doggie bags come with doodles by mom<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>the girl child wakes first vegetarian she&#8217;ll need her own lunch also gluten-free she reminds you the importance of buying cage-free eggs you remind her that all her frees really don&#8217;t come free &nbsp; the oldest boy child wakes next and beats the girl child&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":803,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,1136,441],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-27941","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-official-marathon-prompts","category-poetry-prompt-responses"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27941","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\/803"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=27941"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27941\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":28000,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27941\/revisions\/28000"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=27941"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=27941"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=27941"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}