{"id":17475,"date":"2023-11-21T19:33:55","date_gmt":"2023-11-21T14:33:55","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/editorials\/vancouver-2023-by-daniela-elza-copy\/"},"modified":"2023-11-28T02:19:32","modified_gmt":"2023-11-27T21:19:32","slug":"overburst-i-by-kimberley-orton","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/editorials\/overburst-i-by-kimberley-orton\/","title":{"rendered":"Overburst I"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Popping tar bubbles in the middle of the road on the cul-de-sac in summer. Lava cakes, molten licorice stucky hillocks, overburst of what lies, lives beneath. My four-year-old thumbnail makes crosses in each, pressing for tension, testing for what is at the ready, ripe. I move in. Ear to asphalt, I connect to the wellspring, hear earth\u2019s lament her sorrowful ungluing, black shiny liquid spills onto, under my nail, down the sideways, crush of bubble. The release soothes. I expect it to feel more perilous, sear, pulse like the burn of the black road under my legs, my body marooned, my undersides wet with blister. Pebble pocked I am residue held, pushed into the shape of a girl. My father admonishes I have dirty fingernails and I will worry about this until I die, but it isn\u2019t dirt. It is life.\n<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-group alignfull bio-group has-smoke-background-color has-background is-layout-constrained wp-block-group-is-layout-constrained\" style=\"padding-top:2rem;padding-bottom:2rem\">\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\" style=\"text-decoration:underline\">Bio<\/h2>\n\n\n            <div class=\"wp-block-media-text bio is-stacked-on-mobile is-vertically-aligned-bottom is-image-fill\" style=\"grid-template-columns:33% auto\"> \r\n                <figure class=\"wp-block-media-text__media\" style=\"background-image:url(https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/11\/img_3751-scaled.jpg);background-position:50% 50%\">\r\n                    <img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/11\/img_3751-scaled.jpg\" alt=\"Close-up selfie of Kimberly Orton, a woman with dirty blond hair that is partially covering her right eye. Kimberly is wearing a white shirt and loop earrings, and she is smiling at the camera.\" \/>\r\n                <\/figure>\r\n                <div class=\"wp-block-media-text__content\">\r\n                    <h3 class=\"author-bio-link\"><a href=\"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/editorials\/creator\/kimberley-orton\/\">Kimberley Orton<\/a><\/h3>\r\n                    <p><strong>Kimberley Orton<\/strong> has been published by <em>CV2<\/em>, <em>West End Phoenix<\/em>, League of Canadian Poets, <em>Book of Matches<\/em> and <em>Understorey Magazine<\/em>. Known for her writings about strong women who, through sharing their stories, are able to (re)connect themselves to one another, notions of sanity, and feelings of place, Kimberley explores themes of grief and inheritance in her new poetry collection, <em>Buried Streams<\/em>. She is a recent graduate of UBC\u2019s Creative Writing MFA program.<\/p>\r\n                <\/div>\r\n            <\/div>\r\n          <\/div>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Popping tar bubbles in the middle of the road on the cul-de-sac in summer. Lava cakes, molten licorice stucky hillocks, overburst of what lies, lives beneath. My four-year-old thumbnail makes crosses in each, pressing for tension, testing for what is at the ready, ripe. I move in. Ear to asphalt, I connect to the wellspring, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":6,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"_seopress_robots_primary_cat":"3302","_seopress_titles_title":"","_seopress_titles_desc":"","_seopress_robots_index":"","_relevanssi_hide_post":"","_relevanssi_hide_content":"","_relevanssi_pin_for_all":"","_relevanssi_pin_keywords":"","_relevanssi_unpin_keywords":"","_relevanssi_related_keywords":"","_relevanssi_related_include_ids":"","_relevanssi_related_exclude_ids":"","_relevanssi_related_no_append":"","_relevanssi_related_not_related":"","_relevanssi_related_posts":"16394,17284,16691,16965","_relevanssi_noindex_reason":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[3302],"tags":[],"genre":[150],"publisher":[],"issue":[],"poet-in-residence":[],"series":[3262],"topic":[],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17475"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/6"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=17475"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17475\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":17487,"href":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17475\/revisions\/17487"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=17475"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=17475"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=17475"},{"taxonomy":"genre","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/genre?post=17475"},{"taxonomy":"publisher","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/publisher?post=17475"},{"taxonomy":"issue","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/issue?post=17475"},{"taxonomy":"poet-in-residence","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/poet-in-residence?post=17475"},{"taxonomy":"series","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/series?post=17475"},{"taxonomy":"topic","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/topic?post=17475"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}