{"id":385,"date":"2022-03-27T01:26:40","date_gmt":"2022-03-27T01:26:40","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/?p=385"},"modified":"2022-03-27T18:14:20","modified_gmt":"2022-03-27T18:14:20","slug":"postdrome","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/postdrome\/","title":{"rendered":"Postdrome"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The absence of pain<br>where pain once was<br>has a certain weight to it<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Like a cartoon<br>dotted line<br>blinking in and out<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">We\u2019re grateful yet we<br>simultaneously<br>reach back to remember<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">So we don\u2019t forget<br>how good it feels<br>to not feel anything<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The absence of painwhere pain once washas a certain weight to it Like a cartoondotted lineblinking in and out We\u2019re grateful yet wesimultaneouslyreach back to remember So we don\u2019t forgethow good it feelsto not feel anything<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":241,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-385","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/385","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=385"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/385\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":387,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/385\/revisions\/387"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/241"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=385"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=385"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=385"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}