The jar of marbles spilled on the oak floor
the day you died.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Cat Eyes and Frosted Rainbows
rolled into dusty corners under the couch.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
How could I possibly find them all?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It took months to notice Octopus and Owl
(little glass orbs hide quietly).<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A Galaxy pressed into instep conjured a grimace as
each discovered sphere revealed a stray universe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And when enough were gathered
I met him in a lowlit pub for hummus and IPAs.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
His fair hands were clasped carefully on the table
and his glasses revealed two Tidal Waves.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The jar of marbles spilled on the oak floorthe day you died. Cat Eyes and Frosted Rainbowsrolled into dusty corners under the couch. How could I possibly find them all? It took months to notice Octopus and Owl(little glass orbs hide quietly). A Galaxy pressed into instep conjured a grimace aseach discovered sphere revealed a … Read More<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2555","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/pa867U-Fd","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2555","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2555"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2555\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2556,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2555\/revisions\/2556"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2555"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2555"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2555"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
Nellie Cox writes poems. She lives in Georgia with her devastatingly charming husband, three weird children, and neurotic Havanese named Daisy.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"