{"id":51370,"date":"2019-06-22T16:58:42","date_gmt":"2019-06-22T20:58:42","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=51370"},"modified":"2019-06-22T16:58:42","modified_gmt":"2019-06-22T20:58:42","slug":"hour-5-21","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/hour-5-21\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour 5"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I was playing 3-person Hearts<\/p>\n<p>and, for once, not even thinking of you.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>To my right was my dead father,<\/p>\n<p>to my left, Death himself. I couldn&#8217;t see his face<\/p>\n<p>but his hands were white and thin.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I wanted dad to win, so I gave him all my high-cards:<\/p>\n<p>Ace of Hearts<\/p>\n<p>King of Hearts<\/p>\n<p>Queen of Hearts<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Predictably, I lost quickly, so I left the table.<\/p>\n<p>Upon waking, I realized<\/p>\n<p>in order to cheat Death<\/p>\n<p>I had given you away.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I was playing 3-person Hearts and, for once, not even thinking of you. &nbsp; To my right was my dead father, to my left, Death himself. I couldn&#8217;t see his face but his hands were white and thin. &nbsp; I wanted dad to win, so&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":188,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-51370","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/51370","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\/188"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=51370"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/51370\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":51374,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/51370\/revisions\/51374"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=51370"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=51370"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=51370"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}