{"id":393,"date":"2019-04-12T16:16:28","date_gmt":"2019-04-12T16:16:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/english.illinoisstate.edu\/euphemism\/14-2\/?page_id=393"},"modified":"2019-04-12T16:17:01","modified_gmt":"2019-04-12T16:17:01","slug":"upon-mountains","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/14-2\/upon-mountains\/","title":{"rendered":"Upon Mountains"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<h4>Jenny Glasscock<\/h4>\n<p><span class=\"TextRun  BCX0 SCXW208201691\" lang=\"EN-US\" xml:lang=\"EN-US\" data-contrast=\"auto\"><span class=\"NormalTextRun  BCX0 SCXW208201691\">And the clouds on the horizon that look like mountains remind me of you. They\u2019re there, and they seem real, and if I walked far\u00a0<\/span><\/span><span class=\"TextRun  BCX0 SCXW208201691\" lang=\"EN-US\" xml:lang=\"EN-US\" data-contrast=\"auto\"><span class=\"NormalTextRun  BCX0 SCXW208201691\">enough,<\/span><\/span><span class=\"TextRun  BCX0 SCXW208201691\" lang=\"EN-US\" xml:lang=\"EN-US\" data-contrast=\"auto\"><span class=\"NormalTextRun  BCX0 SCXW208201691\">\u00a0I think I would reach them. But they leave when they please, and every<\/span><\/span><span class=\"TextRun  BCX0 SCXW208201691\" lang=\"EN-US\" xml:lang=\"EN-US\" data-contrast=\"auto\"><span class=\"NormalTextRun  BCX0 SCXW208201691\">\u00a0<\/span><\/span><span class=\"TextRun  BCX0 SCXW208201691\" lang=\"EN-US\" xml:lang=\"EN-US\" data-contrast=\"auto\"><span class=\"NormalTextRun  BCX0 SCXW208201691\">day I wake up and wonder if I will see them. And every day I\u2019m disappointed, until the afternoon when there they are, sitting like they never left. And I\u2019m left wondering if I\u2019m delusional or simply that pathetic that I\u2019m waiting on something that I know has no understanding of what it means to be an actual mountain. They pretend. They imitate. They fade. And no matter how much I wish and hope that someday they will become real mountains, I know that they will not, and billions of years from now the earth will be scorched by the red-hot sun and not even the clouds will remember that I was here.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Jenny Glasscock And the clouds on the horizon that look like mountains remind me of you. They\u2019re there, and they seem real, and if I walked far\u00a0enough,\u00a0I think I would reach them. But they leave when they please, and every\u00a0day I wake up and wonder if I will see them. And every day I\u2019m disappointed, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":9,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-393","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/14-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/393","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/14-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/14-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/14-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/9"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/14-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=393"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/14-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/393\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":398,"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/14-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/393\/revisions\/398"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/14-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=393"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}