{"id":5458,"date":"2017-06-23T09:01:26","date_gmt":"2017-06-23T14:01:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/cgayling.com\/malmaxa\/?p=5458"},"modified":"2017-06-23T09:01:26","modified_gmt":"2017-06-23T14:01:26","slug":"a-piece","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/cgayling.com\/malmaxa\/julia\/a-piece\/","title":{"rendered":"a Piece"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>What do you do they asked me<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Collect pieces&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>What do you mean they say<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Moments, things, memories, secret places&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Why they ask<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Because I had swallowed myself whole&#8230; I let myself rot in darkness, I let the flowers wither when I should have been in the spring of my life. I had given up, content with being bones, letting my ribs cage in my soul, become a vase for dead flowers.<br \/>\nSo I collect what I can, smiles, flowers, museum trips, babies laughter, friends, strangers, bits of jewelry, all that I fancy. Because part of me knows that the rot will never go away&#8230; I missed the spring of my life while hiding away.<br \/>\nNow it is the summer, I let the sun bleach the cage but keep the wilted flowers, I will need then for when I can finally bury all that Ive been through.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>__________<\/p>\n<p>The above is a powerful, troubling piece written by my youngest daughter, Julia.\u00a0 <a href=\"https:\/\/cgayling.com\/malmaxa\/2015\/01\/on-belief\/\">I believe the picture we have of ourself is not the picture others see.<\/a> If you want to talk, I want to listen.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>What do you do they asked me &#8220;Collect pieces&#8221; What do you mean they say &#8220;Moments, things, memories, secret places&#8221; Why they ask &#8220;Because I had swallowed myself whole&#8230; I let myself rot in darkness, I let the flowers wither when I should have been in the spring of my life. I had given up, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-5458","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-julia"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/cgayling.com\/malmaxa\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5458","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/cgayling.com\/malmaxa\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/cgayling.com\/malmaxa\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/cgayling.com\/malmaxa\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/cgayling.com\/malmaxa\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5458"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/cgayling.com\/malmaxa\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5458\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/cgayling.com\/malmaxa\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5458"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/cgayling.com\/malmaxa\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5458"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/cgayling.com\/malmaxa\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5458"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}