{"id":57307,"date":"2019-06-23T07:11:35","date_gmt":"2019-06-23T11:11:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=57307"},"modified":"2019-06-23T07:11:35","modified_gmt":"2019-06-23T11:11:35","slug":"childhood-hour-23","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/childhood-hour-23\/","title":{"rendered":"Childhood-Hour 23"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Part One- I am my parents&#8217; daughter<\/p>\n<p>I carry their poverty<\/p>\n<p>Their goodness<\/p>\n<p>Their work ethic<\/p>\n<p>Their sadness<\/p>\n<p>Their height<\/p>\n<p>Their love of music and books<\/p>\n<p>Part 2<\/p>\n<p>I am the youngest<\/p>\n<p>Made fun of by siblings<\/p>\n<p>I was the smallest<\/p>\n<p>The weakest<\/p>\n<p>Smart, but not smart enough<\/p>\n<p>Always unable to measure up<\/p>\n<p>In stature and in life<\/p>\n<p>Part 3<\/p>\n<p>Books saved me<\/p>\n<p>Gave me a place to hide<\/p>\n<p>Gave me a world to explore<\/p>\n<p>Gave me hope in darkness<\/p>\n<p>Gave me a family I could be a part of<\/p>\n<p>Part 4<\/p>\n<p>I was alone too much<\/p>\n<p>I lived in fictional worlds<\/p>\n<p>I made up in my head<\/p>\n<p>At some point I wrote them down<\/p>\n<p>That saved me<\/p>\n<p>And destroyed me too<\/p>\n<p>Part 5<\/p>\n<p>I grew up in a town I hated<\/p>\n<p>Sometimes I still miss it<\/p>\n<p>Everyday I dreamed of better places<\/p>\n<p>Still I am the Nebraska girl<\/p>\n<p>But gone is her innocence and stamina<\/p>\n<p>Nebraska is no place for a writer<\/p>\n<p>Part 6<\/p>\n<p>I found my soul<\/p>\n<p>By letting go of the Bible<\/p>\n<p>I found my heart<\/p>\n<p>By being broken<\/p>\n<p>I found my dreams<\/p>\n<p>By running away<\/p>\n<p>Letting go of everything I knew<\/p>\n<p>I found my home<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Part One- I am my parents&#8217; daughter I carry their poverty Their goodness Their work ethic Their sadness Their height Their love of music and books Part 2 I am the youngest Made fun of by siblings I was the smallest The weakest Smart, but&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":31,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-57307","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/57307","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\/31"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=57307"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/57307\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":57383,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/57307\/revisions\/57383"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=57307"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=57307"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=57307"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}