{"id":3269,"date":"2014-08-23T21:07:23","date_gmt":"2014-08-24T01:07:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=3269"},"modified":"2014-08-23T21:08:32","modified_gmt":"2014-08-24T01:08:32","slug":"summer-skin","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2014\/08\/summer-skin\/","title":{"rendered":"Summer Skin."},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I can taste it, the seething heat of a summer afternoon.<br \/>\nIt wraps me up like a blanket, its warmth kissing my skin like a long lost lover.<br \/>\nI&#8217;m pulled into a dreamy haze, every step taking more effort than the last, wading through a swamp of invisible mud up to my ankles in expectations and the list of accomplishments I&#8217;m yet to tick off.<\/p>\n<p>Maybe they can wait.<\/p>\n<p>Maybe the whole world can wait.<\/p>\n<p>I lie beneath the blanket, gather it around me like it is not a summer day, but the most bitter night of winter. I take a breath. I dare not open my eyes lest the illusion be shattered. For now the world belongs to me, and if I ask it to wait, then it shall wait.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I can taste it, the seething heat of a summer afternoon. It wraps me up like a blanket, its warmth kissing my skin like a long lost lover. I&#8217;m pulled into a dreamy haze, every step taking more effort than the last, wading through a&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":53,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[147,15,10,107],"class_list":["post-3269","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","tag-heat","tag-poem","tag-poetry","tag-summer"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3269","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\/53"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3269"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3269\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3300,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3269\/revisions\/3300"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3269"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3269"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3269"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}