{"id":606,"date":"2012-08-13T02:40:56","date_gmt":"2012-08-13T09:40:56","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.kamekomurakami.com\/?p=606"},"modified":"2012-08-13T02:40:56","modified_gmt":"2012-08-13T09:40:56","slug":"the-cartography-of-desire","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.kamekomurakami.com\/?p=606","title":{"rendered":"The Cartography of Desire"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I started to write about this:<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>The rain, pouring like a waterfall. Me in the yard, wearing nothing but a red sweater, sodden and heavy, leaving one shoulder bare and me naked below the waist. You on the porch, dry hands on the wooden railing, unable to look away. I&#8217;m cold in the wet sweater, but I prefer to leave it on, being more exposed to you while wearing only it than I would be if I stood completely naked before you.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>I am not a delicate porcelain doll, fragile and made of eggshell. Give me bruises on my arms, bites on my thighs. Put a map of your want onto me, written with your hands and your teeth, inked with your ache and iron need&#8211;the cartography of desire. Make the grass and mud our bed, and leave me wet and dirty and shaken and bent.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>But I&#8217;m leaving my red sweater on.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Because giving you almost all of me makes you want me even more.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I stared to write that, but then you began to read over my shoulder.<\/p>\n<p>And then your hands slipped beneath my red sweater.<\/p>\n<p>And then I had to stop writing.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I started to write about this: &nbsp; The rain, pouring like a waterfall. Me in the yard, wearing nothing but a red sweater, sodden and heavy, leaving one shoulder bare and me naked below the waist. You on the porch, dry hands on the wooden railing, unable to look away. I&#8217;m cold in the wet [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3,90,140],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-606","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-in-my-house","category-nikola","category-writing-2"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kamekomurakami.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/606","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kamekomurakami.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kamekomurakami.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kamekomurakami.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kamekomurakami.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=606"}],"version-history":[{"count":8,"href":"https:\/\/www.kamekomurakami.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/606\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":786,"href":"https:\/\/www.kamekomurakami.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/606\/revisions\/786"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.kamekomurakami.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=606"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kamekomurakami.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=606"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.kamekomurakami.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=606"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}