{"id":129,"date":"2020-12-09T20:37:50","date_gmt":"2020-12-09T20:37:50","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/web1.unine.ch\/new\/?p=129"},"modified":"2020-12-10T19:40:21","modified_gmt":"2020-12-10T19:40:21","slug":"everything-and-nothing","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/web1.unine.ch\/new\/?p=129","title":{"rendered":"Everything and Nothing"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">by PMRT<\/p>\n\n\n\nI tried to write fifty lines about things <br>\nI loved and then the things that had hurt<br>\nthe world but nothing would come out.<br>\nI tried to ask Ben what he would write about<br>\nand he wanted to hear about the way the wind moves <br>\nthrough hair on chilly winter mornings<br>\nwhile we\u2019re stealing time <br>\nand kisses between classes, he wants to hear<br>\nhow I tell him, &#8220;Look I&#8217;m a dragon&#8221; <br>\nwhile blowing CBD clouds in the crisp air. <br>\nBut I don&#8217;t like that <br>\nbecause I don&#8217;t like those mornings; it&#8217;s dark<br>\noutside and these months bring another creeping<br>\ngloom, that neither he nor I like <br>\nto look at too closely. The clouds <br>\nof condensation are too similar to the billowing<br>\npuffs from the smoke of the too-many cigarettes <br>\nI smoke to keep<br>\nthe anxiety at bay, leaving me <br>\nfeeling suffocated by <br>\nthe aggressive smell of stale tobacco. <br>\nThe thought makes it hard to breathe and so I ask <br>\nStephanie because she brings warmth in the form of whiskey- <br>\ncoloured eyes and home-made cocktails I ask her <br>\nhow to write something without a full <br>\nStop and she freezes, upset, because she knows I&#8217;m always<br>\nlooking how to put things to<br>\nan end- I hang up and make the next<br>\ncall to Francis and ask her what she&#8217;d like<br>\nto read this week and she says something happier<br>\nthan her own week something light and fluffy, like a hug <br>\nto the heart\u2026 and I think of how to describe her baby <br>\nhamster, the pinnacle of soft and cute\u2026<br>\nBut the winter months are neither soft nor sweet so<br>\nI call Alice because all things lead back to her.<br>\nShe has the charming audacity to ask <br>\nif there aren&#8217;t any more poems about her <br>\nhair and eyes and the way her mouth <br>\ncurves into the prettiest of smiles.<br>\nBut there are no more lines <br>\nfor her nor I, we gave up <br>\neach other and cocaine for a while- now<br>\nthat we&#8217;re supposedly older but I still feel<br>\nnone the wiser when <br>\nWilliam calls \u2013 he always calls<br>\nAt the right-wrong moment.<br>\nI&#8217;m slamming on the backspace key when he says<br>\nI should write about being in love with someone<br>\nWho doesn&#8217;t love me and then we have the same<br>\nFight, the one we always have,<br>\nbecause my boyfriend might not love me like<br>\nI love William and him and still <br>\nthey&#8217;re both there in my <br>\nbed and so I wrote fifty plus lines lying<br>\nin his bed while I was thinking<br>\nof yours and when he asked what<br>\nthe racket was about\u2026<br>\nI stopped.\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I tried to write fifty lines about things <br \/>\nI loved and then the things that had hurt<br \/>\nthe world but nothing would come out.<br \/>\nI tried to ask Jonas what he would write about<br \/>\nand he wanted to hear about the way the wind moves <br \/>\nthrough hair on chilly winter mornings<br \/>\nwhile we\u2019re stealing time<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[4,3],"class_list":["post-129","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry","tag-4","tag-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/web1.unine.ch\/new\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/129","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/web1.unine.ch\/new\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/web1.unine.ch\/new\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/web1.unine.ch\/new\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/web1.unine.ch\/new\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=129"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/web1.unine.ch\/new\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/129\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":164,"href":"https:\/\/web1.unine.ch\/new\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/129\/revisions\/164"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/web1.unine.ch\/new\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=129"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/web1.unine.ch\/new\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=129"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/web1.unine.ch\/new\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=129"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}