{"id":72153,"date":"2020-06-27T22:26:46","date_gmt":"2020-06-28T02:26:46","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=72153"},"modified":"2020-06-27T22:26:46","modified_gmt":"2020-06-28T02:26:46","slug":"14-sister-a-deconstructed-sad-senryu-quartet","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/14-sister-a-deconstructed-sad-senryu-quartet\/","title":{"rendered":"14 &#8211; Sister, a deconstructed, sad, senryu quartet"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>You smoked up your gifts. He thought you were pathetic. You can&#8217;t go back now.<\/p>\n<p>Give her what she wants. She says you, &#8221; kiss her hiney&#8230; you are convenient.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Your petulant fits won&#8217;t change the way they view you, or hold love from you.<\/p>\n<p>You&#8217;re still a broken little girl begging for love. Such a sad, lost soul.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Elizabeth Fellows<\/p>\n<p>6\/26\/2020, 4pm<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>You smoked up your gifts. He thought you were pathetic. You can&#8217;t go back now. Give her what she wants. She says you, &#8221; kiss her hiney&#8230; you are convenient.&#8221; Your petulant fits won&#8217;t change the way they view you, or hold love from you&#8230;.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1305,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-72153","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/72153","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\/1305"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=72153"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/72153\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":72232,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/72153\/revisions\/72232"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=72153"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=72153"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=72153"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}