{"id":5404,"date":"2019-04-22T01:56:46","date_gmt":"2019-04-22T06:56:46","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/archive.onesentencepoems.com\/?p=5404"},"modified":"2019-04-21T20:59:24","modified_gmt":"2019-04-22T01:59:24","slug":"ian-willey-rubber-band","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.onesentencepoems.com\/?p=5404","title":{"rendered":"Ian Willey &#8220;Rubber Band&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Ian Willey<\/h1>\n<h2><span style=\"color: #800000;\">Rubber Band<br \/>\n<\/span><\/h2>\n<p>It\u2019s hard to believe now<br \/>\nbut we don\u2019t have any pictures<br \/>\nfrom those days on the lake,<br \/>\nnor does mom remember them,<br \/>\nand my brothers were too young,<br \/>\nso that leaves me and my memories<br \/>\nof corn on the cob and a steaming cauldron,<br \/>\nplus one little thing that somehow ended up<br \/>\nin a box full of postcards and letters:<br \/>\na rubber band, small and thick, not very pliable,<br \/>\nthe kind used to keep a lobster\u2019s claws shut tight<br \/>\nso it can\u2019t hurt other lobsters while waiting<br \/>\nin a crowded tank smelling of the sea,<br \/>\nbubbling on the surface,<br \/>\ncrystal clear below. <\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p><span style=\"color: #800000;\"><strong>Ian Willey <\/strong><\/span><em>has spent his entire life living somewhere else.<\/em><\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Ian Willey Rubber Band It\u2019s hard to believe now but we don\u2019t have any pictures from those days on the lake, nor does mom remember them, and my brothers were too young, so that leaves me and my memories of corn on the cob and a steaming cauldron, plus one little thing that somehow ended [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"aside","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false,"jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false}},"_wpscppro_dont_share_socialmedia":false,"_wpscppro_custom_social_share_image":0},"categories":[9],"tags":[],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"yoast_head":"<!-- This site is optimized with the Yoast SEO plugin v21.5 - 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