{"id":10969,"date":"2017-10-17T15:43:17","date_gmt":"2017-10-17T04:43:17","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/wordpress-711166-2356953.cloudwaysapps.com\/?p=10969"},"modified":"2017-10-17T15:59:00","modified_gmt":"2017-10-17T04:59:00","slug":"common-words","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/peril.com.au\/topics\/common-words\/","title":{"rendered":"Common Words"},"content":{"rendered":"
Common Words<\/strong><\/p>\n what we eat comes from our roots \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0 \u2018Whole Lot\u2019, Ellen van Neerven<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n We wake in the morning and there on. Words look back at us in the mirror. the sky is heavy with words. People open We breathe words. We search for the right words. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Common Words what we eat comes from our roots if we stop sharing there will be nothing \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0 \u2018Whole Lot\u2019, Ellen van Neerven We wake in the morning and there are words. We shake off our dreams, words scattering to the floor. Words crunch underfoot. We flick the word on. Words look back at us in the mirror. We swirl words in our mouths, and spit. Words go down the drain. Words have cut us. See: we are scarred by words. Outside, the sky is heavy with words. People open umbrellas and words bounce off them. We are walking bareword in the rain. We are getting worded to our very skins. We breathe words. We search for the right words. We grow and feed words. We will never stop words. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":640,"featured_media":10970,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"spay_email":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false,"jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true},"categories":[38],"tags":[5,2042,2375],"yoast_head":"\n
\nif we stop sharing there will be nothing<\/p>\n
\nare words. We shake off our dreams,
\nwords scattering to the floor. Words
\ncrunch underfoot. We flick the word<\/p>\n
\nWe swirl words in our mouths, and spit.
\nWords go down the drain. Words have cut
\nus. See: we are scarred by words. Outside,<\/p>\n
\numbrellas and words bounce off them.
\nWe are walking bareword in the rain.
\nWe are getting worded to our very skins.<\/p>\n
\nWe grow and feed words. We will never stop words.<\/p>\n