{"id":70703,"date":"2020-06-27T20:00:42","date_gmt":"2020-06-28T00:00:42","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=70703"},"modified":"2020-06-29T20:25:44","modified_gmt":"2020-06-30T00:25:44","slug":"hour-11-poem-11-someday-she-wont-win-the-silence-award","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/hour-11-poem-11-someday-she-wont-win-the-silence-award\/","title":{"rendered":"hour 11 poem 11    someday she won\u2019t win the silence award"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>\nthrough see-through sleeves<br \/>\nher mothers fist stained skin shows purple   <\/p>\n<p>in her mind she is swimming through<br \/>\nradio static    very\u00a0much like rays   dissolved   <\/p>\n<p>glass everywhere and the ceiling she thinks of<br \/>\na round window there &amp; little flowers that rust<\/p>\n<p>the very bad man has not yet become spiritual ash<br \/>\nthough he died just after she spoke   forgiven<\/p>\n<p>into  his body\u2019s ear    his body which she no longer belongs to<br \/>\nshe tries to smooth the family over<\/p>\n<p>for years she buttons up her mother    &amp; it rains as if nothing<br \/>\nhas happened\u2014some kind of howl<\/p>\n<p>she confesses it all to gods waist<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>through see-through sleeves her mothers fist stained skin shows purple in her mind she is swimming through radio static very\u00a0much like rays dissolved glass everywhere and the ceiling she thinks of a round window there &amp; little flowers that rust the very bad man has&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1475,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-70703","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/70703","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\/1475"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=70703"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/70703\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":70712,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/70703\/revisions\/70712"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=70703"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=70703"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=70703"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}