{"id":18749,"date":"2023-10-20T17:00:06","date_gmt":"2023-10-20T22:00:06","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/?p=18749"},"modified":"2023-10-31T13:01:11","modified_gmt":"2023-10-31T18:01:11","slug":"i-pretend-my-dreams-were-about-you-again","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/archives\/18749","title":{"rendered":"I Pretend My Dreams Were About You Again"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"padding-left: 40px\"><span style=\"color: #ffffff\">iiiii<\/span>Always water, lately, always your face<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff\">iiiii<\/span>drawn with the clarity of angels,<\/p>\n<p>a bat wing gleaming under the bridge<br \/>\nunmasking a stomach<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px\"><span style=\"color: #ffffff\">iiiii<\/span>asking for touch, if not quite lust.<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff\">iiiii<\/span>I have never known how to be<\/p>\n<p>happy without a body<br \/>\nof water, without someone I love in wait<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px\"><span style=\"color: #ffffff\">iiiii<\/span>outside the mouth of the cave,<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff\">iiiii<\/span>the thought of if it&#8217;s safe<\/p>\n<p>if we too wish to step into the waves<br \/>\nof heaven. There is no question, here,<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px\"><span style=\"color: #ffffff\">iiiii<\/span>there is no brittle earth waiting for fire<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff\">iiiii<\/span>in the kiln. There is only<\/p>\n<p>might, there is only<br \/>\nunformed vessel,<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 40px\"><span style=\"color: #ffffff\">iiiii<\/span>the strong hand that&#8217;s needed<br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #ffffff\">iiiii<\/span>to shape a curve so delicate<\/p>\n<p>it looks like no one even tried,<br \/>\nlike it was the most natural thing in the world.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h6><a href=\"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/archives\/18673\">CJ SCRUNTON<\/a><\/h6>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>iiiiiAlways water, lately, always your face iiiiidrawn with the clarity of angels, a bat wing gleaming under the bridge unmasking a stomach iiiiiasking for touch, if not quite lust. iiiiiI have never known how to be happy without a body of water, without someone I love in wait iiiiioutside the mouth of the cave, iiiiithe [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2292,"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":[79],"tags":[25],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6Jypy-4Sp","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18749"}],"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\/2292"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=18749"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18749\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":18759,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18749\/revisions\/18759"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=18749"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=18749"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=18749"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}