{"id":89,"date":"2011-07-01T00:40:57","date_gmt":"2011-07-01T00:40:57","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/requitedarchive.wordpress.com\/?p=89"},"modified":"2021-08-04T19:21:02","modified_gmt":"2021-08-04T19:21:02","slug":"blackmail-fantasy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/libblogs.luc.edu\/requited\/2011\/07\/01\/blackmail-fantasy\/","title":{"rendered":"Blackmail Fantasy"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>On Thursday, I take a train to a town with a gas station and one stoplight.  Wear a black coat and dream all night about wolves skirting the parking lots. My hope is a single bright balloon caught in January trees, a fakery, a delightful amnesia.  Needless to say, you\u2019ll do what I want because of the lingerie and possibly because I can fit an entire apple in my mouth without gagging. Still, I cry a lot, on buses, on airplanes.  It takes so little energy it\u2019s almost like Stockholm syndrome.  All the houses are full of daughters,  all the daughters full of milk and tissue paper, of 7th grade slumber parties.   I fall in love with them too easily, with your wife in her tiny box.  I am so dangerous, even the wallpaper hates me.   The gas station attendant eyes my pockets suspiciously. Everything I say sounds like candy hearts, all sugar and pink pastels. This is the worst part of the game where I want and want and want.  I play this part so sweetly you practically forget my teeth.  Something keeps moving around my ankles like a cat, or possibly a small fox.<BR><BR><BR><BR><br \/>\nA writer and visual artist, <strong>Kristy Bowen<\/strong> is the author of several book and chapbook projects, including <em>brief history of girl as match, in the bird museum<\/em> and <em>the fever almanac.<\/em> She lives in Chicago, where she runs dancing girl press &amp; studio, an indie press and design studio. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>On Thursday, I take a train to a town with a gas station and one stoplight. Wear a black coat and dream all night about wolves skirting the parking lots. My hope is a single bright balloon caught in January<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":384,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[9926],"tags":[22071],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/libblogs.luc.edu\/requited\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/89"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/libblogs.luc.edu\/requited\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/libblogs.luc.edu\/requited\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/libblogs.luc.edu\/requited\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/384"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/libblogs.luc.edu\/requited\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=89"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/libblogs.luc.edu\/requited\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/89\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1962,"href":"https:\/\/libblogs.luc.edu\/requited\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/89\/revisions\/1962"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/libblogs.luc.edu\/requited\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=89"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/libblogs.luc.edu\/requited\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=89"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/libblogs.luc.edu\/requited\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=89"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}