{"id":1019,"date":"2007-07-10T23:25:38","date_gmt":"2007-07-10T21:25:38","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/archives\/1019"},"modified":"2007-10-02T16:21:10","modified_gmt":"2007-10-02T14:21:10","slug":"absent","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/archives\/1019","title":{"rendered":"Absent"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>My feet had lost the feeling of ground underneath them, the constant digging in of sharp rocks and hidden stones<br \/>\nI forget what people are like, their little frailties and habits, the beautiful and ugly things they do.<\/p>\n<p>I am hidden here, there is a plate glass window and my breath is fogging it beyond repair.<\/p>\n<p>Final steps have no place here, and I find myself wondering why final moments keep coming in front of my eyes&#8230;the unwished-for images that are some kind of violation to admit.<\/p>\n<p>I wonder when my capacity for chocolate chip cookies turned into sunlit afternoons, fire-warmed snowed-in evenings, and serving Persian tea on a Persian carpet in a home in any continent in the world (you pick). When did home become such a lost word?<\/p>\n<p>Today I finally remembered a <em>piece of home<\/em> (did you know that I&#8217;d forgotten?). It is freshly cut grass with trees overhead and the faint hum of suburban life.<\/p>\n<p>Or the sounds of ambulances for 4 hospitals mingled with music from everywhere, and the possibility of eating food from 15 different countries <em>any time I want.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Or limestone buildings with grandmothers on balconies, young men in jeans and American t-shirts and the sea behind it all.<\/p>\n<p>I can&#8217;t decide anymore.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My feet had lost the feeling of ground underneath them, the constant digging in of sharp rocks and hidden stones I forget what people are like, their little frailties and habits, the beautiful and ugly things they do. I am&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1019","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1019","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1019"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1019\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1019"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1019"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/sholeh.calmstorm.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1019"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}