{"id":76122,"date":"2020-06-28T07:52:35","date_gmt":"2020-06-28T11:52:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=76122"},"modified":"2020-06-28T07:52:35","modified_gmt":"2020-06-28T11:52:35","slug":"pay-phone-prompt-17","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/pay-phone-prompt-17\/","title":{"rendered":"Pay Phone (Prompt 17)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I guess I can be thankful<br \/>\nThat payphones are rare to come across<br \/>\nOne less reminder of the child that never got to be a child<br \/>\nIn photographs it doesn&#8217;t look like me<br \/>\nMy therapist pointed out that I say &#8220;it&#8221;<br \/>\nSo far removed from that little girl<br \/>\nCould be a stock photo in a frame<\/p>\n<p>I carry so much with me<br \/>\nFractured memories but some are sharper<br \/>\nThe darker ones seems to be the trend<br \/>\nMother shaking me awake<br \/>\nWe need to leave<br \/>\nNo time for shoes<br \/>\nClimb over the patio wall<br \/>\nGo quickly quietly don&#8217;t look back<br \/>\nIf anything happens run just run okay<br \/>\nMy bare feet on cold concrete felt like we walked for miles<br \/>\nGas station payphone you start to dial<br \/>\nI&#8217;m looking at you now<\/p>\n<p>Your face is all running mascara and blood<br \/>\nI don&#8217;t know what to do<br \/>\nYou don&#8217;t tell me what I should do<br \/>\nSo I go inside and get some napkins<br \/>\nClean your face up for you while you sob<br \/>\nWhile you find someone to pick us up<br \/>\nThat&#8217;s when the cycle started for me<\/p>\n<p>I learned that night that if<br \/>\nI don&#8217;t know what to do<br \/>\nI should just take care of someone<br \/>\nAnyone<br \/>\nA loophole to feeling helpless<br \/>\nConstantly of service<br \/>\nPatching up wounds so that I don&#8217;t notice<br \/>\nMy own<\/p>\n<p>My feet are cold but I have the urge<br \/>\nTo make someone else feel better<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I guess I can be thankful That payphones are rare to come across One less reminder of the child that never got to be a child In photographs it doesn&#8217;t look like me My therapist pointed out that I say &#8220;it&#8221; So far removed from&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":981,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-76122","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/76122","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\/981"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=76122"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/76122\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":76221,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/76122\/revisions\/76221"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=76122"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=76122"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=76122"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}