{"id":51699,"date":"2019-06-22T17:33:46","date_gmt":"2019-06-22T21:33:46","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=51699"},"modified":"2019-06-22T17:33:46","modified_gmt":"2019-06-22T21:33:46","slug":"hour-ten-elegy-the-labels-ive-left-behind","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/hour-ten-elegy-the-labels-ive-left-behind\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour ten: Elegy: The labels I\u2019ve left behind"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Maybe I\u2019m just some asshole Gen-Z<br \/>\nPacMan swallowing words and avoiding <\/p>\n<p>my own ghosts, or maybe my identity<br \/>\nis not something repressed but grown <\/p>\n<p>like hair or fingernails, trimmed into<br \/>\nshapes that make sense, repainted <\/p>\n<p>and groomed, changed with the times.<br \/>\nMy genders stack like dead skin cells, <\/p>\n<p>growing into something long and beautiful.<br \/>\nMy room is littered with flannels, the most <\/p>\n<p>non-commital brand of masculinity<br \/>\nI could find&#8211; #dyke, #butch, <\/p>\n<p>#transmasc&#8211; but maybe I have it<br \/>\nright this time.  Maybe my girlhood <\/p>\n<p>was nothing more than bad fashion<br \/>\nsense, a childhood costume I\u2019ve long <\/p>\n<p>outgrown, but I cannot imagine<br \/>\nmy voice being deeper than it is, <\/p>\n<p>if it would sound more or less<br \/>\nlike myself.  Maybe I would wear <\/p>\n<p>skirts again if I could pair them<br \/>\nwith a beard.  Maybe there is still <\/p>\n<p>time to figure out what kind<br \/>\nof man I want to become. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Maybe I\u2019m just some asshole Gen-Z PacMan swallowing words and avoiding my own ghosts, or maybe my identity is not something repressed but grown like hair or fingernails, trimmed into shapes that make sense, repainted and groomed, changed with the times. My genders stack like&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1091,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-51699","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/51699","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\/1091"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=51699"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/51699\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":51712,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/51699\/revisions\/51712"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=51699"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=51699"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=51699"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}