{"id":38886,"date":"2017-08-05T21:10:17","date_gmt":"2017-08-06T01:10:17","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=38886"},"modified":"2017-08-13T23:33:12","modified_gmt":"2017-08-14T03:33:12","slug":"when-tiny-died","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/when-tiny-died\/","title":{"rendered":"When Tiny Died"},"content":{"rendered":"

When Tiny died, I saw,<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

even at the moment of death, the sores<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

on his skin trying like desperate soldiers<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

to heal themselves.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

His lungs hissed out<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

for new air, even as life pressed away<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

in a fevered moment.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

His wife Shirley<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

touched the empty bed, the sweat,<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

the small <\/span><\/span>flowers of blood on the sheet,<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

then curled up on it, feeling<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

that final warmth,<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

his large body alive in her memory<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

as the morticians bagged him up.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

J. Pratt-Walter, (c) 8\/2017<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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When Tiny died, I saw, even at the moment of death, the sores on his skin trying like desperate soldiers to heal themselves. His lungs hissed out for new air, even as life pressed away in a fevered moment. His wife Shirley touched the empty…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1133,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-38886","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/38886","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\/1133"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=38886"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/38886\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":44380,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/38886\/revisions\/44380"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=38886"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=38886"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=38886"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}