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By Jennifer Choi<\/span><\/p>\n

when night falls,\u00a0<\/span>
\nthe stars turn into transparent confessions.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/span>
\nif i pull hard on the white stripes lying on the ground,\u00a0<\/span>
\nthe sleeping traffic lights light up,\u00a0<\/span>
\n& the swollen clouds split open.\u00a0<\/span>
\nthe lies people spit out fall like sticky candy.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/span>
\nthe noisy neighbors turn into a cane shop,\u00a0<\/span>
\n& the socks scattered in the sky\u00a0<\/span>
\nbecome shimmering fins.\u00a0<\/span>
\nimpossible spells become real.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/span>
\nthe stars run across the rooftops,\u00a0<\/span>
\ngrowing into colorful stars,\u00a0<\/span>
\ngathering lower than the slow yawns of stars,\u00a0<\/span>
\nlower than the secrets beneath my feet,\u00a0<\/span>
\nboasting new cries.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

we each have our own peak,\u00a0<\/span>
\n& when we raise our toes & lick the ripe moon,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/span>
\nit feels like the lost tail is growing back,\u00a0<\/span>
\n& i hear someone walking on two legs for the first time.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/span>
\npeople, trying to fall asleep,\u00a0<\/span>
\ndream of crawling on four legs.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/span>
\nlike thickened shadows hiding behind each other,\u00a0<\/span>
\ncountless stars become one,\u00a0<\/span>
\ngrowing bigger than heavy burdens,\u00a0<\/span>
\n& bigger than huge forests,\u00a0<\/span>
\n& are called the darkness of the world<\/i>.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

By Jennifer Choi when night falls,\u00a0 the stars turn into transparent confessions.\u00a0 \u00a0 if i pull hard on the white stripes lying on the ground,\u00a0 the sleeping traffic lights light up,\u00a0 & the swollen clouds split open.\u00a0 the lies people spit out fall like sticky candy.\u00a0 \u00a0 the noisy neighbors turn into a cane shop,\u00a0… Continue Reading 108 stars<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":86,"featured_media":0,"parent":21,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-193","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/20-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/193","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/20-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/20-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/20-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/86"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/20-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=193"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/20-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/193\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":244,"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/20-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/193\/revisions\/244"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/20-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/21"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/euphemism.illinoisstate.edu\/20-2\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=193"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}