{"id":9,"date":"2015-05-28T12:55:12","date_gmt":"2015-05-28T12:55:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/?p=9"},"modified":"2015-10-09T15:45:07","modified_gmt":"2015-10-09T15:45:07","slug":"the-grief","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/2015\/05\/28\/the-grief\/","title":{"rendered":"The Grief"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>You can&#8217;t choose when grief arrives.<\/p>\n<p>It may come like a wave<br \/>\nof muddy water<br \/>\nsplashed upon all that you are<br \/>\nwhile you stand<br \/>\ndripping and grime-spotted<br \/>\nas the tail lights recede<br \/>\nand you are<br \/>\nhelpless.<\/p>\n<p>It may come as a ball<br \/>\nsuddenly striking<br \/>\nan arm or a leg<br \/>\nor your gut<br \/>\nor your head,<br \/>\n(even more sensitive<br \/>\nparts can be so<br \/>\nstruck)<br \/>\nand you will buckle<br \/>\nand grasp<br \/>\nand want to throw up<br \/>\nall over the ground<br \/>\nas you reel<br \/>\ndizzily<br \/>\nas the pain<br \/>\nwashes over like<br \/>\nnothing poetic<br \/>\nthan searing agony.<\/p>\n<p>It may come as a pinch.<br \/>\nQuick and hot<br \/>\nor slow as a grade school torment.<br \/>\nIt will leave you with red marks<br \/>\nthat will sting<br \/>\nand throb.<\/p>\n<p>It may come as a wasp<br \/>\n(speaking of stinging)<br \/>\nand strike, strike, strike<br \/>\nall up your arm.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>You can&#8217;t choose when grief arrives. It may come like a wave of muddy water splashed upon all that you are while you stand dripping and grime-spotted as the tail lights recede and you are helpless. It may come as a ball suddenly striking an arm or a leg or your gut or your head, &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/2015\/05\/28\/the-grief\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">The Grief<\/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-9","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poems"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9","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=9"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11,"href":"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9\/revisions\/11"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=9"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/moniquewrites.mbouchard.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=9"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}