{"id":6914,"date":"2015-06-13T10:32:38","date_gmt":"2015-06-13T14:32:38","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=6914"},"modified":"2015-06-13T10:37:34","modified_gmt":"2015-06-13T14:37:34","slug":"should-have-been-born-a-fish","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2015\/06\/should-have-been-born-a-fish\/","title":{"rendered":"Should have been born a fish"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I hate gravity&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>It causes billowing spots, all over,<\/p>\n<p>of blue and purple<\/p>\n<p>that turn unnatural shades of<\/p>\n<p>green and orange.<\/p>\n<p>I was born on land to live<\/p>\n<p>a tortured life.<\/p>\n<p>The corners of tables grab me and<\/p>\n<p>the smallest of pebbles can trip<\/p>\n<p>as man-made devices assist my fragile, weak body<\/p>\n<p>in the simplest of things.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>But in the water&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>There is no gravity.<\/p>\n<p>Fluid motion fills my limbs and, for once,<\/p>\n<p>I am strong.<\/p>\n<p>One kick sends energy to wings<\/p>\n<p>suddenly sprouted<\/p>\n<p>and nothing reaches to grab or stop my<\/p>\n<p>forward inertia.<\/p>\n<p>No crutches or chairs with wheels.<\/p>\n<p>No thick pieces of glass sitting across my face.<\/p>\n<p>At home, my limbs obey my commands,<\/p>\n<p>as colors dance off of each other<\/p>\n<p>with sparkling exuberance.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I am me under the water&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I hate gravity&#8230; &nbsp; It causes billowing spots, all over, of blue and purple that turn unnatural shades of green and orange. I was born on land to live a tortured life. The corners of tables grab me and the smallest of pebbles can trip&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":291,"featured_media":7243,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-6914","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6914","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\/291"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=6914"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6914\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7249,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6914\/revisions\/7249"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/7243"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6914"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6914"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6914"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}