{"id":91072,"date":"2021-06-26T14:07:34","date_gmt":"2021-06-26T18:07:34","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=91072"},"modified":"2021-06-26T20:35:10","modified_gmt":"2021-06-27T00:35:10","slug":"prompt-5-enslaved","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/prompt-5-enslaved\/","title":{"rendered":"Prompt 5&#8211;Enslaved"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>She had the same wishes as I<br \/>\nPraying over her kids<br \/>\nwritten with a pen dipped in ink<br \/>\nI imagine was stolen<br \/>\nfrom master<\/p>\n<p>its rare but we always find a way<br \/>\nto learn<br \/>\nto grieve<br \/>\nto exist<br \/>\nto be<\/p>\n<p>I imagine her nails<br \/>\ndigging deep through soil<br \/>\nclumped beneath nails<br \/>\nin desperation<br \/>\nto be human<br \/>\nfor once<\/p>\n<p>to speak freely for once<br \/>\nthis was her life line<\/p>\n<p>She was amazing<br \/>\nbeyond the laws that tore into her<br \/>\nexistence<br \/>\nchildren ripped from wombs<br \/>\nnatural habitats routinely<br \/>\nbeaten from inside her<br \/>\nwe were never meant to belong here<\/p>\n<p>Somehow the tattered<br \/>\nouter shell<br \/>\ncarried no light other than prayers inside<\/p>\n<p>the very struggle seemed carving like<\/p>\n<p>Symbolic to a world that still struggles to see light in our dark<br \/>\na shell that thrives beyond outsiders comfort<\/p>\n<p>carvings still seem relevant<br \/>\nher speech<br \/>\nburied in the woods behind our back yard<\/p>\n<p>her prayers<\/p>\n<p>her light<br \/>\ndug up<br \/>\nlike bones<br \/>\nin a capsule that contained<br \/>\ncrystallized writings like quartz<br \/>\nFractured pores<br \/>\ninterconnected to earth<br \/>\nlike tree roots<\/p>\n<p>it had a story to tell<br \/>\ninside <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>She had the same wishes as I Praying over her kids written with a pen dipped in ink I imagine was stolen from master its rare but we always find a way to learn to grieve to exist to be I imagine her nails digging&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":596,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-91072","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/91072","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\/596"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=91072"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/91072\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":91946,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/91072\/revisions\/91946"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=91072"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=91072"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=91072"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}