{"id":40,"date":"2019-04-23T11:28:02","date_gmt":"2019-04-23T14:28:02","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/art\/relatos\/?p=40"},"modified":"2020-07-04T19:11:54","modified_gmt":"2020-07-04T22:11:54","slug":"aqui-nacen-las-pesadillas","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/2019\/04\/23\/aqui-nacen-las-pesadillas\/","title":{"rendered":"Aqu\u00ed nacen las pesadillas"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">En el patio de mi casa brama, d\u00eda y noche, una\nhoguera de recuerdos. No recuerdo cuando comenz\u00f3; mi madre tampoco. Todos los\nd\u00edas pares me arrimo al fuego para evitar que uno, tan solo uno, caiga en las\nllamas.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Esta noche, tras contemplar y pasar por agua\nel \u00abrescatado\u00bb, me alej\u00e9 de la hoguera como recuerdo en el aire. Sent\u00ed como el\nfuego cesaba a mis espaldas y la noche, aun sabiendo que nada ser\u00eda olvidado y\nque las pesadillas se expandir\u00edan en nuestras camas, sonre\u00eda.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">2019\n(intertextualidad con \u00ab<em>El exterminador\nAk\u00e1sico<\/em>\u00bb de 2005).<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>En el patio de mi casa brama, d\u00eda y noche, una hoguera de recuerdos. No recuerdo cuando comenz\u00f3; mi madre tampoco. Todos los d\u00edas pares me arrimo al fuego para evitar que uno, tan solo uno, caiga en las llamas. Esta noche, tras contemplar y pasar por agua el \u00abrescatado\u00bb, me alej\u00e9 de la hoguera [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-40","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-microrrelatos"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/40","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=40"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/40\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=40"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=40"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/diegobaigorri.com\/relatos\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=40"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}