I was hot. So I swam naked in Mill Creek, swam
\nuntil my eyes froze over looking. I was thirsty, drank water
\nspilling from your roof. It was empty-warm<\/p>\n
and tasted like nails. I was tired. So I slept
\nin the boarded shadow of a woodshed where
\nMerrill kissed my mother in secret.<\/p>\n
She thought this place was haunted before
\nhis mouth snuffed voices into nothing, wet fingers
\non a burning wick. At night I danced where<\/p>\n
Merrill died, where the flag that draped his oak
\ncoffin billowed, threatened to escape. My almost-father. In winter,
\nsnow piles high enough to hide in, melts and makes<\/p>\n
a four-inch layer of ice. I was cold. So I laid
\nmy body in the frozen grass, drank in air
\nso thick that it was water. I was sad.<\/p>\n
So I laid your musket out beside me. In the spring
\nwhen you call for me, if by then I do not answer,
\nlook to where the water runs again. I am there.<\/p>\n
I was hot. So I swam naked in Mill Creek, swam until my eyes froze over looking. I was thirsty, drank water spilling from your roof. It was empty-warm and tasted like nails. I was tired. So I slept in the boarded shadow of a woodshed where Merrill kissed my mother in secret. She thought […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":22,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"spay_email":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false},"categories":[4],"tags":[25],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/s6Jypy-litany","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4856"}],"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\/22"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4856"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4856\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10289,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4856\/revisions\/10289"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4856"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4856"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wp0.vanderbilt.edu\/nashvillereview\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4856"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}