{"id":243,"date":"2020-04-30T02:28:43","date_gmt":"2020-04-30T02:28:43","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/english.illinoisstate.edu\/euphemism\/15-2\/?page_id=243"},"modified":"2020-04-30T04:07:49","modified_gmt":"2020-04-30T04:07:49","slug":"nothing-feels-quite-like-nothingness","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/15-2\/poetry\/nothing-feels-quite-like-nothingness\/","title":{"rendered":"Nothing feels quite like nothingness"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\">by <strong>Kiyana Olson<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Dull&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"> and tired.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;Blank.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<br>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The lack&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">of . . .&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">well anything really&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Nothing&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">is felt so strongly&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">that it seems&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">inescapable.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<br>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Rocks have filled my belly&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">and lead has&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">consumed my brain.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Iron drags in my chest&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">and concrete envelopes&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">my bones.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<br>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Reality feels like&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">a fogged&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">lull in time,&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">and yet I am&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">so aware of it all.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<br>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">My mind is asleep&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">and wide awake&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">unable to comprehend&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">or stop processing&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">every detail&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">so vividly&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">that it forms cracks&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">in my&nbsp;skull.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<br>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I just want to wipe&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">away the haze&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">from my eyes&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">and unfold&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">from my gray skin&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">to reveal my brightly&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">colored veins&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">that I have to&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">believe still exist.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<br>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">To feel&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">is to live&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">so is it&nbsp;possible&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">that many of us,&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;you and I&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">are still waiting to be born?&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>by Kiyana Olson Dull&nbsp; and tired. &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;Blank.&nbsp; The lack&nbsp; of . . .&nbsp;&nbsp; well anything really&nbsp; Nothing&nbsp; is felt so strongly&nbsp; that it seems&nbsp; inescapable.&nbsp; Rocks have filled my belly&nbsp; and lead has&nbsp; consumed my brain.&nbsp; Iron drags in my chest&nbsp; and concrete envelopes&nbsp; my bones.&nbsp;&nbsp; Reality feels like&nbsp; a fogged&nbsp;&nbsp; lull in&hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"toivo-read-more\"><a href=\"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/15-2\/poetry\/nothing-feels-quite-like-nothingness\/\" class=\"more-link\">Read more <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Nothing feels quite like nothingness<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":33,"featured_media":0,"parent":9,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-243","page","type-page","status-publish","entry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/15-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/243","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/15-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/15-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/15-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/33"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/15-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=243"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/15-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/243\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":249,"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/15-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/243\/revisions\/249"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/15-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/9"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/15-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=243"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}