{"id":5677,"date":"2025-04-28T12:38:02","date_gmt":"2025-04-28T18:38:02","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/novusliterary.comliterary.com\/?p=5677"},"modified":"2025-04-28T12:38:57","modified_gmt":"2025-04-28T18:38:57","slug":"undertow-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/novusliterary.com\/2025-archive\/undertow-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Undertow"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<pre class=\"wp-block-verse\"><br>Newspaper crumpling, my sister<br>sops up vinegar from a bowl,<br>the window squeaking as she scrubs<br>at its watery promise.<br><br>She\u2019s taller than me, even on her knees,<br>hair back, jaw set as her hand<br>circles then dips, circles then dips,<br>stops. Even I can see she\u2019s distracted<br><br>from the messy house by sunlight<br>sliding through glass in long angular plates<br>as if life is about to bloom.<br>The ice in our mother\u2019s glass shifts<br><br>and my sister\u2019s braid sways,<br>her slender arm returns<br>to circling. I have no idea<br>who I will be without her.<\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Newspaper crumpling, my sistersops up vinegar from a bowl,the window squeaking as she scrubsat its watery promise.She\u2019s taller than me, even on her knees,hair back, jaw set as her handcircles then dips, circles then dips,stops. Even I can see she\u2019s distractedfrom the messy house by sunlightsliding through glass in long angular platesas if life is [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"_editorskit_title_hidden":false,"_editorskit_reading_time":0,"_editorskit_is_block_options_detached":false,"_editorskit_block_options_position":"{}","_themeisle_gutenberg_block_has_review":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[13,8],"tags":[],"art_contributors":[],"literary_contributors":[418],"class_list":["post-5677","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-featured","category-poetry","literary_contributors-wilson-melody"],"acf":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/novusliterary.com\/2025-archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5677","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/novusliterary.com\/2025-archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/novusliterary.com\/2025-archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/novusliterary.com\/2025-archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/5"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/novusliterary.com\/2025-archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5677"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/novusliterary.com\/2025-archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5677\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5678,"href":"https:\/\/novusliterary.com\/2025-archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5677\/revisions\/5678"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/novusliterary.com\/2025-archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5677"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/novusliterary.com\/2025-archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5677"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/novusliterary.com\/2025-archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5677"},{"taxonomy":"art_contributors","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/novusliterary.com\/2025-archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/art_contributors?post=5677"},{"taxonomy":"literary_contributors","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/novusliterary.com\/2025-archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/literary_contributors?post=5677"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}