{"id":3281,"date":"2024-03-31T23:01:44","date_gmt":"2024-03-31T23:01:44","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/?p=3281"},"modified":"2024-04-01T19:37:53","modified_gmt":"2024-04-01T19:37:53","slug":"the-heavy-click","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/?p=3281","title":{"rendered":"The Heavy Click"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-full is-resized\"><a href=\"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/03\/Heritage.heic\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/03\/Heritage.heic\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-3282\" style=\"width:617px;height:auto\"\/><\/a><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>Because the couch didn\u2019t mean anything to him \u2013<br \/>the guy I knew in my 20s who hightailed it<br \/>every time a girl moved her couch to his place.\u00a0<br \/><br \/>Because he was foul-mouthed and funny,\u00a0<br \/>it stuck; I high-tailed it also, living<br \/>on my wits, always freelance, perpetual traveler.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Surprise!&nbsp;&nbsp;The couches now add up,&nbsp;<br \/>and all that indifference\u2013 things lost every day \u2013&nbsp;<br \/>turns inside me \u2013&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>clicking of a tongue in the strike plate&nbsp;<br \/>of a door frame&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>over-miked in the movie of our lives&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>mother\u2019s house, door closed, don\u2019t look back.&nbsp;<br \/>Don\u2019t trust my nonchalance. The hard poem is yet to come.&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Because the couch didn\u2019t mean anything to him \u2013the guy I knew in my 20s who hightailed itevery time a girl moved her couch to his place.\u00a0 Because he was foul-mouthed and funny,\u00a0it stuck; I high-tailed it also, livingon my &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/?p=3281\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_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":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[1416,1414,1415,1413,649,1411,1318,1412,138],"class_list":["post-3281","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-attachment","tag-death","tag-freedom","tag-legacy","tag-memory","tag-moving-out","tag-nostalgia","tag-parents","tag-poetry"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p4D5qU-QV","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3281","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=3281"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3281\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3284,"href":"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3281\/revisions\/3284"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3281"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3281"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.jillpearlman.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3281"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}