{"id":2138,"date":"2011-06-02T10:12:05","date_gmt":"2011-06-02T15:12:05","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/davious.org\/now\/?p=2138"},"modified":"2011-06-02T10:12:05","modified_gmt":"2011-06-02T15:12:05","slug":"interrogating-light","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/davious.org\/now\/2011\/06\/interrogating-light\/","title":{"rendered":"Interrogating Light"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;m in my father&#8217;s basement, in is workroom.\u00a0I haven&#8217;t even told him anything about my latest life ventures, including leaving work, I guess.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m stuttering to talk to him. I have trouble seeing him. \u00a0I collapse into a chair and he helps me sit down in it.<\/p>\n<p>At some point in this our terse conversation, Dad pins me back against the wall with a cabinet so I am forced to look at him.<\/p>\n<p>He shines the light directly in my face. He has\u00a0amazing solid brown eyes; it&#8217;s\u00a0like the first time I see his eyes;\u00a0I&#8217;m excited at how beautiful they are.\u00a0I try to tell him this and he doesn&#8217;t hear.<\/p>\n<p>He interrupts me with curt criticism.<\/p>\n<p>I confess to quiting work.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I haven&#8217;t been working for 6 months,&#8221; I say, &#8220;except for a pity side-project. I\u00a0work in therapy.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He criticizes my calling it gossip.<\/p>\n<p>Did I say gossip? I don&#8217;t remember well enough &#8212; perhaps I did; &#8220;I meant therapy.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Maybe he&#8217;s going to find a job for me in his office &#8212;\u00a0but, I&#8217;m not going to accept that.<\/p>\n<p>He lights candles to increase the intensity of the light until he accidently lights a Chinese firecracker than ignites and burns down to a whistle; the whistle blows loud and steady into my awakening.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;m in my father&#8217;s basement, in is workroom.\u00a0I haven&#8217;t even told him anything about my latest life ventures, including leaving work, I guess. I&#8217;m stuttering to talk to him. I have trouble seeing him. \u00a0I collapse into a chair and he helps me sit down in it. At some point in this our terse conversation, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2138","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-dreams"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/davious.org\/now\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2138","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/davious.org\/now\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/davious.org\/now\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/davious.org\/now\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/davious.org\/now\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2138"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/davious.org\/now\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2138\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/davious.org\/now\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2138"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/davious.org\/now\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2138"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/davious.org\/now\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2138"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}