{"id":12912,"date":"2016-08-01T00:00:31","date_gmt":"2016-08-01T06:00:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/?p=12912"},"modified":"2016-07-23T03:05:38","modified_gmt":"2016-07-23T09:05:38","slug":"for-a-kid-death-happens-like-this","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/archives\/12912","title":{"rendered":"For a Kid Death Happens Like This"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Your mother is not watching<br \/>\n<em>Young and the Restless,<\/em><br \/>\nbut sits in the quiet, dark living<br \/>\nroom. She won\u2019t care that your bed<br \/>\nhas gone unmade for three days,<br \/>\nsheets in a sour ball in the corner,<br \/>\nthe carton of milk round<br \/>\nas your cousin\u2019s belly.<\/p>\n<p>Outside you place<br \/>\nyour ear to the ground,<br \/>\nhear the ants marching<br \/>\nto a cadence of <em>the dead, the dead<\/em><br \/>\nbut to them it sounds like sugar.<\/p>\n<p>If anyone ever catches you<br \/>\nnear the two liquor houses<br \/>\nthat almost touch like second cousins,<br \/>\nyour mother will beat you sky color. <\/p>\n<p>Suddenly like rain<br \/>\nyour father arrives.<br \/>\nTakes you outside<br \/>\nin the gravel driveway<br \/>\nto look under the hood<br \/>\nof his green truck.<br \/>\nYou stare at the bones<br \/>\nof his wrist, his nose snub<br \/>\nlike yours. He asks you to pass<br \/>\nthe tool, says that\u2019s a flat head<br \/>\nnot a Phillips.<\/p>\n<p>The cancer in your grandmother\u2019s kidneys<br \/>\nnever whispered. It grabbed the mic<br \/>\nand started yelling <em>the dead, the dead,<\/em><br \/>\na deacon for dialysis, for insulin, for water.<br \/>\nYou remember them all around her bed.<br \/>\nYour mother, your father\u2019s sister,<br \/>\nyou barely knew, the father<br \/>\nyou wanted like your littlest cousin<br \/>\nwanted ponies with blond hair.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/archives\/12804\"><\/p>\n<h6>Tyree Daye<\/h6>\n<p><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Your mother is not watching Young and the Restless, but sits in the quiet, dark living room. She won\u2019t care that your bed has gone unmade for three days, sheets in a sour ball in the corner, the carton of milk round as your cousin\u2019s belly. Outside you place your ear to the ground, hear [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":647,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"spay_email":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false},"categories":[48],"tags":[25],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6Jypy-3mg","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12912"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/647"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=12912"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12912\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12948,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12912\/revisions\/12948"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=12912"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=12912"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=12912"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}