{"id":530,"date":"2005-10-25T20:34:00","date_gmt":"2005-10-25T20:34:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/?p=530"},"modified":"2012-05-15T14:43:31","modified_gmt":"2012-05-15T20:43:31","slug":"country-girl","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/uncategorized\/country-girl\/","title":{"rendered":"Country girl"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;ve spent my life cringing<br \/>at the Hollywood versions<br \/>of my supposed accent.<\/p>\n<p>Each year they get it wrong<br \/>and play up the silly words<br \/>while ignoring the melody <br \/>of my voice, <br \/>each syllable&#8217;s timbre<br \/>more varied than a banjo&#8217;s.<\/p>\n<p>[][][]<\/p>\n<p>My youth was spent<br \/>playing hopscotch<br \/>on black grasshoppers, <br \/>their guts glowing green<br \/>on the shimmering asphalt.<\/p>\n<p>Grandmaw insisted that we eradicate them<br \/>with our &#8220;tinny shoes&#8221;<br \/>before they munched her gladiolas <br \/>completely out of existence.<\/p>\n<p>On hazy evenings<br \/>with scabby legs<br \/>we hid in the alleyways <br \/>of sprawling hay bale cities, <br \/>careful to avoid the darker crevices<br \/>where spiders hung <br \/>and watched us play.<\/p>\n<p>The locusts screaming,<br \/>we gathered on the back porch<br \/>to rock in the swing<br \/>and watch the adults <br \/>pluck ticks from the dogs&#8217; fur<br \/>like exotic grey fruit<br \/>teeming with deep red juice<br \/>that we would stomp<br \/>into the concrete <br \/>with delighted disgust.<\/p>\n<p>[][][]<\/p>\n<p>Ignoring the sweat<br \/>beading on our spines,<br \/>we slogged through corn<br \/>up to our knees<br \/>inside giant metal bins,<br \/>moths fluttering <br \/>against the dust and sunlight,<br \/>our laughter echoing endlessly.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;ve spent my life cringingat the Hollywood versionsof my supposed accent. Each year they get it wrongand play up the silly wordswhile ignoring the melody of my voice, each syllable&#8217;s timbremore varied than a banjo&#8217;s. [][][] My youth was spentplaying hopscotchon black grasshoppers, their guts glowing greenon the shimmering asphalt. Grandmaw insisted that we eradicate themwith our &#8220;tinny shoes&#8221;before they munched her gladiolas completely out of existence. On hazy eveningswith scabby legswe hid in the&hellip; <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","_links_to":"","_links_to_target":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-530","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p1jWWl-8y","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/530","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=530"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/530\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5989,"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/530\/revisions\/5989"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=530"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=530"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/theogeo.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=530"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}