{"version":"https://jsonfeed.org/version/1","title":"Kris Felstehausen","home_page_url":"https://krisfelstehausen.com","description":"Kris Felstehausen","author":{"name":"Kris Felstehausen"},"items":[{"id":"https://krisfelstehausen.com/my-open-book/f/shadows-in-the-rearview","html_content":"<img src=\"https://img1.wsimg.com/isteam/ip/623914ac-6cc8-45a2-a4a3-5d5ba7450267/car%20lot.png\"/><p>She steps off the bus, knees aching, and a head full of the confused ramblings, moans, and beeps of Greenbriar Nursing Home’s Memory Care unit. Eight hours of wiping asses, calming rages, and holding hands has left her f...</p>","url":"https://krisfelstehausen.com/my-open-book/f/shadows-in-the-rearview","title":"Shadows in the Rearview","summary":"She steps off the bus, knees aching, and a head full of the confused ramblings, moans, and beeps of Greenbriar Nursing Home’s Memory Care unit. Eight hours of wiping asses, calming rages, and holding hands has left her f...","date_modified":"2026-04-04T16:47:48Z"},{"id":"https://krisfelstehausen.com/my-open-book/f/poem-inheritance","html_content":"<img src=\"https://img1.wsimg.com/isteam/ip/623914ac-6cc8-45a2-a4a3-5d5ba7450267/inheritance.webp\"/><p>I wrote this poem in the years after my father, Gene, died. Before my parent's divorce, he was neglectful and often abusive. I spent half my childhood vying for his attention, and the other half wishing I hadn’t gotten i...</p>","url":"https://krisfelstehausen.com/my-open-book/f/poem-inheritance","title":"Poem: Inheritance","summary":"I wrote this poem in the years after my father, Gene, died. Before my parent's divorce, he was neglectful and often abusive. I spent half my childhood vying for his attention, and the other half wishing I hadn’t gotten i...","date_modified":"2026-03-29T19:40:24Z"}]}