{"id":1162,"date":"2022-11-16T19:00:00","date_gmt":"2022-11-17T00:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pensivejournal.com\/?p=1162"},"modified":"2022-11-15T22:02:47","modified_gmt":"2022-11-16T03:02:47","slug":"transmigration","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pensivejournal.com\/poetry\/transmigration\/","title":{"rendered":"Transmigration"},"content":{"rendered":"
My name awakens me,a mantra I feel my way toward;the pulling ears and clinging pajamas,damp forehead of a child angeredI cannot mend an entire world.His chills leave me sweating as I Mother. I\u2019ve been here before as my own mother,my mother\u2019s mother and further back.All of us with hair streaked redfrom some unknown matriarch.Concocting remedies,…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":295,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"issue":[11],"coauthors":[224],"acf":[],"yoast_head":"\n