{"id":1175,"date":"2012-02-29T01:34:33","date_gmt":"2012-02-29T01:34:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/?p=1175"},"modified":"2014-06-24T06:35:45","modified_gmt":"2014-06-24T06:35:45","slug":"complimentary-cocktails-by-wanda-morrow-clevenger","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/complimentary-cocktails-by-wanda-morrow-clevenger\/","title":{"rendered":"Complimentary Cocktails by Wanda Morrow Clevenger"},"content":{"rendered":"<figure id=\"attachment_1176\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1176\" style=\"width: 300px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/Wanda-Morrow-Clevenger.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-1176 lazyload\" title=\"Wanda Morrow Clevenger\" data-src=\"http:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/Wanda-Morrow-Clevenger-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" data-srcset=\"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/Wanda-Morrow-Clevenger-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/Wanda-Morrow-Clevenger.jpg 320w\" data-sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 300px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 300\/225;\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-1176\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Wanda Morrow Clevenger<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<h1 style=\"text-align: center;\">Complimentary Cocktails<\/h1>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">by Wanda Morrow Clevenger<\/p>\n<p>Bare necks blushed and sweat soaked my bra,<br \/>\nMatt smoothed his hair, again,<br \/>\nLinda was upset the courthouse flag was tattered,<br \/>\nCharity concerned we hadn&#8217;t flags to hold; I half-expected<br \/>\nshe might pluck a 25 one lining the street.<\/p>\n<p>We came outside too early, squinting and fidgeting,<br \/>\nas ten minutes dragged into twenty before traffic ebbed<br \/>\nunnoticed, then noticed, and all heads swung north<br \/>\nlike a row of tipped dominoes.<\/p>\n<p>Our two-block straggly string sprang to attention, toed the curb,<br \/>\nthe low rumble of motorcycles rounded the four-way<br \/>\nand rolled past slow enough to feel each angel&#8217;s fall; I bit my lip.<\/p>\n<p>A silver-gray hearse snailed forward and my mind exited<br \/>\nwondering when gray became the new black ride to eternity, and<br \/>\nI knew at my time I wanted to snail the streets of Carlinville<br \/>\nin a kid-glove-gray wagon, serve mini crab cakes and tempura sushi after,<br \/>\nprovide complimentary cocktails.<\/p>\n<p>Two police cruisers followed red blue red blue in that way they do<br \/>\nand I was back on the curb, teary family cars bringing up the rear;<br \/>\nfresh from the same sermon suffered every time a soldier dies.<\/p>\n<p>###<br \/>\nWanda Morrow Clevenger lives in Hettick, IL. One hundred thirty-five pieces of her work appear or are forthcoming in online and print publications (yes, she keeps count). Her debut book This Same Small Town in Each of Us, a collection of this and that and some poetry, released on October 30, 2011. Links to published work as well as new stuff hang out on her blog It&#8217;s All Just Telling Tales Out of School: <a href=\"http:\/\/wlc-wlcblog.blogspot.com\/\">http:\/\/wlc-wlcblog.blogspot.com\/<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Bare necks blushed and sweat soaked my bra,<br \/>\n Matt smoothed is hair, again,<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_uf_show_specific_survey":0,"_uf_disable_surveys":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[123],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1175","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-123"],"aioseo_notices":[],"amp_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1175","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1175"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1175\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1175"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1175"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.everywritersresource.com\/poemeveryday\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1175"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}