{"id":181,"date":"2016-04-26T05:05:40","date_gmt":"2016-04-26T09:05:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/glendakotchish.com\/dir\/?page_id=181"},"modified":"2016-04-26T12:09:07","modified_gmt":"2016-04-26T16:09:07","slug":"the-relationship","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/glendakotchish.com\/dir\/poems\/the-relationship\/","title":{"rendered":"The Relationship"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The relationship <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">was like an unwanted, <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">distasteful dish, <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">sitting in front of her, <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">of which she had to partake.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It appeared okay when it arrived on the table.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">But the longer it sat there<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">congealing<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">staring at her<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">she staring at it<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">the more peculiar it became.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Their mutual \u00a0flaws emerged<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">her displeasure <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">turning to disapproval <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">and finally loathing<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">There was no way <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">out<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Gracefully<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Or was there? <\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\n<span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u00a9 Glenda Kotchish<\/span><\/p>\n<p>April 26, 2016<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The relationship was like an unwanted, distasteful dish, sitting in front of her, of which she had to partake. &nbsp; It appeared okay when it arrived on the table. &nbsp; But the longer it sat there congealing staring at her she staring at it the more peculiar it became. &nbsp; Their mutual \u00a0flaws emerged her &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/glendakotchish.com\/dir\/poems\/the-relationship\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">The Relationship<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":35,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-181","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/glendakotchish.com\/dir\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/181","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/glendakotchish.com\/dir\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/glendakotchish.com\/dir\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/glendakotchish.com\/dir\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/glendakotchish.com\/dir\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=181"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/glendakotchish.com\/dir\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/181\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":185,"href":"https:\/\/glendakotchish.com\/dir\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/181\/revisions\/185"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/glendakotchish.com\/dir\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/35"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/glendakotchish.com\/dir\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=181"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}