{"id":31,"date":"2013-10-25T13:17:18","date_gmt":"2013-10-25T13:17:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/?p=31"},"modified":"2015-10-09T15:45:29","modified_gmt":"2015-10-09T15:45:29","slug":"the-mermaid","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/2013\/10\/25\/the-mermaid\/","title":{"rendered":"The Mermaid"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>pulled down to the depths<br \/>\nwanting to gasp<br \/>\nand cry<br \/>\nfronds of kelp<br \/>\ncaress and wind about him.<\/p>\n<p>The silken waters<br \/>\nwarmly embrace<br \/>\nhis every movement.<br \/>\nHe nearly gives<br \/>\ninto the rhythm<br \/>\ninto the deep motion<br \/>\ninto the ancient dance<br \/>\nUntil her mouth pushes<br \/>\nhard against him<br \/>\nopening him to her<br \/>\nlike a barnacle<br \/>\nas her air fills his lungs:<br \/>\nbreathe.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\nSo too is love like the sea.<br \/>\nThe waves breaking over shore, pulled higher and higher by the tide.<br \/>\nThe placid stillness of the sea far from land on a windless day<br \/>\nThe raging storms of upheaval and loss.<br \/>\nThe endless depths of commitment and pleasure.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\nshe closes her eyes<br \/>\nand in her mind<br \/>\nsinking into music<br \/>\nshe sees him<br \/>\nsitting quietly before the screen<br \/>\nits glow illuminating him<br \/>\nshe thinks for a moment<br \/>\nhow she prefers fire<br \/>\nand then like a candle<br \/>\nsnuffing into smoke<br \/>\nbends to kiss his forehead<br \/>\nand then rests her cheek there<br \/>\nfor just a moment<br \/>\nand breathes<br \/>\nand breathes<br \/>\nand breathes.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>pulled down to the depths wanting to gasp and cry fronds of kelp caress and wind about him. The silken waters warmly embrace his every movement. He nearly gives into the rhythm into the deep motion into the ancient dance Until her mouth pushes hard against him opening him to her like a barnacle as &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/2013\/10\/25\/the-mermaid\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">The Mermaid<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-31","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poems"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=31"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":32,"href":"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31\/revisions\/32"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=31"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=31"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=31"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}