{"id":1540,"date":"2012-04-13T17:41:48","date_gmt":"2012-04-13T17:41:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?page_id=1540"},"modified":"2012-04-14T17:24:12","modified_gmt":"2012-04-14T17:24:12","slug":"rachel-marsom-richmond-0412","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/rachel-marsom-richmond-0412\/","title":{"rendered":"Rachel Marsom-Richmond, 04\/12"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Cleft Palate<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Born with a split lip, teeth<br \/>\nslid to the side, leaving<br \/>\na perfect hole she could stick<br \/>\nher tongue through. Her nose<br \/>\nslumped like a week-old<br \/>\njack-o-lantern, unable<br \/>\nto collapse completely.<\/p>\n<p>When she was younger,<br \/>\nthe kids would chant<br \/>\n\u201cFreakshow\u201d to the beat<br \/>\nof the bus stops, hushing<br \/>\nas the wheels slowed.<br \/>\nShe learned to remove<br \/>\nbits of gum and trash<br \/>\nfrom her hair without<br \/>\nlooking in a mirror.<\/p>\n<p>She sat on the stool in a paper gown,<br \/>\nas the surgeon drew on her face<br \/>\nwith a Sharpie.\u00a0 He said,<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou can never be perfect.<br \/>\nYou can be better.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>She let herself forgive them<br \/>\nwith the first slice of the knife.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Cleft Palate Born with a split lip, teeth slid to the side, leaving a perfect hole she could stick her tongue through. Her nose slumped like a week-old jack-o-lantern, unable to collapse completely. 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