{"id":1794,"date":"2015-09-03T14:42:15","date_gmt":"2015-09-03T19:42:15","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/archive.onesentencepoems.com\/?p=1794"},"modified":"2015-07-27T14:44:07","modified_gmt":"2015-07-27T19:44:07","slug":"tony-press-the-burning-of-red-hill","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.onesentencepoems.com\/?p=1794","title":{"rendered":"Tony Press: &#8220;The Burning of Red Hill&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1><span class=\"tx\">Tony Press<\/span><\/h1>\n<h2><span class=\"tx\" style=\"color: #800000;\"><br \/>\nThe Burning of Red Hill <\/span><\/h2>\n<p>David said he had matches, too,<br \/>\nso we walked up the trail behind my house, and later, after<br \/>\nthe fire trucks finally left, everyone blamed him because<br \/>\nI was the good boy.<\/p>\n<p><em><span class=\"tx\"><strong>Tony Press <\/strong>lives near San Francisco and tries to pay attention. <\/span><\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Tony Press The Burning of Red Hill David said he had matches, too, so we walked up the trail behind my house, and later, after the fire trucks finally left, everyone blamed him because I was the good boy. 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