{"id":94230,"date":"2021-06-26T17:18:53","date_gmt":"2021-06-26T21:18:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=94230"},"modified":"2021-06-26T17:36:19","modified_gmt":"2021-06-26T21:36:19","slug":"graduation-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/graduation-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Graduation"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>No one had, so why would she? She wouldn&#8217;t, she couldn&#8217;t, she shouldn&#8217;t.<\/p>\n<p>A high school graduate in her family, unheard of.<\/p>\n<p>Pride? No, disdain.<\/p>\n<p>A hero. No, an outcast.<\/p>\n<p>Something to live for or something to die for.<\/p>\n<p>She kept those thoughts in her head as she went through commencement without any family members present.<\/p>\n<p>She kept those thoughts in her head as she walked through the front door and was asked where she had been?<\/p>\n<p>She kept those thoughts in her head as she slipped into the bathtub holding her diploma in one hand and a razor blade in the other.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>No one had, so why would she? She wouldn&#8217;t, she couldn&#8217;t, she shouldn&#8217;t. A high school graduate in her family, unheard of. Pride? No, disdain. A hero. No, an outcast. Something to live for or something to die for. She kept those thoughts in her&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3027,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-94230","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/94230","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\/3027"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=94230"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/94230\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":94575,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/94230\/revisions\/94575"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=94230"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=94230"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=94230"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}