{"id":3560,"date":"2011-03-01T11:20:00","date_gmt":"2011-03-01T11:20:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/2011\/03\/01\/sometimes-we-have-the-same-colour-iris\/"},"modified":"2011-03-01T11:20:00","modified_gmt":"2011-03-01T11:20:00","slug":"sometimes-we-have-the-same-colour-iris","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/2011\/03\/01\/sometimes-we-have-the-same-colour-iris\/","title":{"rendered":"sometimes we have the same colour iris"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>He smells of comfort, hair products, and exhaustion, solid and shadow eyed. He is wounded, oddly fragile, a count-down of days until surgery, less than the fingers on one hand. Five, now four. We are a chord, complementary notes, time shifted. My inability to climb stairs, now his. The need for a cane, the inability to concentrate through pain. Later this week doctors will strap him to a table, do something complicated with hot injections of plastic, drills and thick needles, fill the cracks in his knee with medical foam, a supportive core of artificial cartilage to carry his bones. A handful of pills every day after, as if he were dying. Expect: chemical powders, fuzzy headed answers, and sleep, almost a sickness. I am aware, concerned, but trying not to worry. When he looks at me, his pupils still dilate.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>He smells of comfort, hair products, and exhaustion, solid and shadow eyed. He is wounded, oddly fragile, a count-down of days until surgery, less than the fingers on one hand. Five, now four. We are a chord, complementary notes, time shifted. My inability to climb stairs, now his. The need for a cane, the inability &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/2011\/03\/01\/sometimes-we-have-the-same-colour-iris\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;sometimes we have the same colour iris&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[1666,1682],"class_list":["post-3560","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-injuries","tag-there-is-no-god"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3560","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3560"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3560\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3560"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3560"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3560"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}