{"id":94,"date":"2018-04-17T23:59:30","date_gmt":"2018-04-17T23:59:30","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/english.illinoisstate.edu\/euphemism\/13-2\/?page_id=94"},"modified":"2018-04-21T20:22:12","modified_gmt":"2018-04-21T20:22:12","slug":"amongst-cracks","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/13-2\/amongst-cracks\/","title":{"rendered":"amongst cracks"},"content":{"rendered":"<h5>Craig Heyne<\/h5>\n<p>i am the garden\u2019s guardian i hope it will continue to flourish<br \/>\ni grew up in marshy waters and am used to eating moss and gnats<br \/>\nthere is a mold in each book i write i hope one day it consumes each page<br \/>\nmy mother never taught me to be a gentleman only a good person<\/p>\n<p>so i grew despite it all<\/p>\n<p>i watched a flower grow in the crack of asphalt<br \/>\nthe sun barely fed it and yet the plant prayed to it<br \/>\ngod, if it exists, planted me in a highway<br \/>\nmy father didn\u2019t want me to be tough he wanted me to survive<\/p>\n<p>i feel like calling him now<\/p>\n<p>when i am at my least survival<br \/>\nin my funeral home picking out the fabric<br \/>\nat my church picking out the blade or<br \/>\nat my home deciding what god would want me<\/p>\n<p>i think my grandmother was god<\/p>\n<p>i think i died at birth, or soon after<br \/>\nor late after, because i keep seeing myself<br \/>\ncome through the birth canal and keep<br \/>\napologizing despite it all, i figure<\/p>\n<p>i am not a creation just a collection<\/p>\n<p>of biology in ubiquitous perfection<br \/>\nthe bones in my arm are nothing of a miracle<br \/>\ni have seen them before, on those days<br \/>\nwhen i am at my least, very least father<\/p>\n<p>i cry into a mirror at the ripe age of nine<\/p>\n<p>wondering if all chests are as hollow<br \/>\nif dirt is meant to surround us or hold us up<br \/>\nmy father kisses my cheek, the sharp ends of<br \/>\nhis beard graze my ear, and i already miss the pain<\/p>\n<p>i still continue to wonder, and i remain so scattered<\/p>\n<p>so i pray to the sun, and hope, hope to grow from this.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Craig Heyne i am the garden\u2019s guardian i hope it will continue to flourish i grew up in marshy waters and am used to eating moss and gnats there is a mold in each book i write i hope one day it consumes each page my mother never taught me to be a gentleman only <a class=\"read-more\" href=\"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/13-2\/amongst-cracks\/\">Read More<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":17,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"template-full-width.php","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-94","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/13-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/94","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/13-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/13-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/13-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/17"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/13-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=94"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/13-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/94\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":233,"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/13-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/94\/revisions\/233"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/13-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=94"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}