{"id":32493,"date":"2017-08-05T10:39:44","date_gmt":"2017-08-05T14:39:44","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=32493"},"modified":"2017-08-05T14:14:36","modified_gmt":"2017-08-05T18:14:36","slug":"after-the-end","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/after-the-end\/","title":{"rendered":"After The End"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-34724\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/baddooons-300x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/baddooons-300x300.jpg 300w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/baddooons-150x150.jpg 150w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/baddooons-45x45.jpg 45w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/baddooons.jpg 564w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><br \/>\nTell them to open their mouths<br \/>\nand taste the air. If dust has<br \/>\novertaken the saltiness, tell<br \/>\nthem it\u2019s okay to move closer<br \/>\nto the Pacific and that their mother<br \/>\nwas not always confined<br \/>\nto this mattress, sedatives<br \/>\nswirling in her blood. Keep your<br \/>\narms unburdened so they<br \/>\nhave a place to drop their tears,<br \/>\nand if one wants to pick through<br \/>\nthe detritus of decline, let them<br \/>\nbut make room too for the other<br \/>\nwho wants to hold the music<br \/>\nthat made her hips sway. Tell<br \/>\nthem when she was young,<\/p>\n<p>nothing was easy, but there was always<br \/>\nher smile, a sunset breaking into<br \/>\nevery room she entered.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Tell them to open their mouths and taste the air. If dust has overtaken the saltiness, tell them it\u2019s okay to move closer to the Pacific and that their mother was not always confined to this mattress, sedatives swirling in her blood. Keep your arms&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":988,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[2226,2223],"class_list":["post-32493","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","tag-poemtwo","tag-poetryhalfmarathon2017"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32493","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\/988"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=32493"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32493\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":34729,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32493\/revisions\/34729"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=32493"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=32493"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=32493"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}