{"id":17582,"date":"2023-12-19T20:40:32","date_gmt":"2023-12-19T15:40:32","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/editorials\/overburst-i-by-kimberley-orton-copy\/"},"modified":"2023-12-19T20:52:12","modified_gmt":"2023-12-19T15:52:12","slug":"how-to-feed-elise-ball","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/editorials\/how-to-feed-elise-ball\/","title":{"rendered":"How to Feed"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<pre class=\"wp-block-verse\">When you still texted me things like \r\n<em>dream good dreams<\/em> I confided once\r\n \r\nthat the night before I had dreamed \r\nabout severed hands. <em>I had to hide them <\/em>\r\n\r\nI said <em>I didn\u2019t do the severing \r\nbut I thought someone would think I did\r\n \r\nso I buried them everywhere <\/em>\r\nand you said <em>um ok night babe<\/em> and I feel \r\n\r\nlike I should\u2019ve seen the forecast for the weather \r\nunder which you were tilling my lands\r\n\r\nsuspecting I wielded a secret knife. \r\nYou scoured for evidence and I panicked \r\n\r\nin the shadowy dirt with the weight of believing \r\nI had something to hide raining \r\n\r\nonto my head and my scraping fingertips\r\nin the clay echoing louder in the cavern \r\n\r\nof my belly which I was too anxious \r\nand busy digging to feed so my body \r\n\r\nbrittled and you touted this as part \r\nof the proof you were seeking and of course\r\n\r\nnow in hindsight I see I should\u2019ve shoveled up \r\nevery bloody appendage, applied generous salt \r\n\r\ngarlic and sage, fried them in the heavy \r\ncast iron my best friend gave me for my birthday \r\n\r\nshe said <em>so you can fill yourself up<\/em>. \r\nI should\u2019ve piled them on my kitchen table \r\n\r\ntasting slowly every last bite because even \r\nthe dark things thrown into our dirt\r\n\r\ncan be transfigured into what feeds.\r\nI am not someone who is good. \r\n\r\nI\u2019m just someone seeking the unsavory \r\nscraps of trying. I should\u2019ve invited you over\r\n\r\nto dine and when I offered you a taste and you \r\ndeclined I would not have minded \r\n\r\nContent and brimming, I\u2019d have waved a hand \r\nand said <em>I\u2019m going to bed, you can let yourself out<\/em>.\r<\/pre>\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\/12\/eballauthorphoto1-scaled.jpeg);background-position:50% 50%\">\r\n                    <img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/12\/eballauthorphoto1-scaled.jpeg\" alt=\"Black and white photo of Elise Ball outdoors. Elise has long hair and is resting her chin on her hand. In the background is a large tree.\" \/>\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\/elise-ball\/\">Elise Ball<\/a><\/h3>\r\n                    <p>Elise Ball is an artist and writer currently residing in Southern Appalachia, though she hails from the San Francisco Bay Area. She is an MFA candidate at Queens University of Charlotte, where she also serves as an editorial assistant for <em>Qu<\/em> magazine. Her work was recently featured in TulipTree Review and <em>Dogwood: A Journal of Poetry and Prose<\/em>.<\/p>\r\n                <\/div>\r\n            <\/div>\r\n          <\/div>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When you still texted me things like dream good dreams I confided once that the night before I had dreamed about severed hands. I had to hide them I said I didn\u2019t do the severing but I thought someone would think I did so I buried them everywhere and you said um ok night babe [&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":"3303","_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":"16394,17284,16691,17822","_relevanssi_noindex_reason":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[3303],"tags":[],"genre":[150],"publisher":[],"issue":[],"poet-in-residence":[],"series":[3262],"topic":[],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17582"}],"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=17582"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17582\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":17587,"href":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17582\/revisions\/17587"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=17582"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=17582"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=17582"},{"taxonomy":"genre","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/genre?post=17582"},{"taxonomy":"publisher","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/publisher?post=17582"},{"taxonomy":"issue","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/issue?post=17582"},{"taxonomy":"poet-in-residence","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/poet-in-residence?post=17582"},{"taxonomy":"series","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/series?post=17582"},{"taxonomy":"topic","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/arcpoetry.ca\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/topic?post=17582"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}