{"id":5346,"date":"2026-05-13T17:30:32","date_gmt":"2026-05-13T17:30:32","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/jlpetersen.com\/blog\/?p=5346"},"modified":"2026-05-14T17:25:34","modified_gmt":"2026-05-14T17:25:34","slug":"gata-siamesa","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jlpetersen.com\/blog\/gata-siamesa\/","title":{"rendered":"Gata siamesa"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Anoche, mientras dorm\u00eda, so\u00f1\u00e9 contigo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">So\u00f1aba que t\u00fa me proteg\u00edas, en vez de hacerlo yo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Estaba en una habitaci\u00f3n, rodeada por un mar congelado. Del otro lado se ve\u00eda la ciudad.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Sin escapatoria.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Sent\u00ed miedo y te mir\u00e9. T\u00fa comprendiste.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Ante mis ojos te convertiste en una gata siamesa y te lanzaste al mar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">El mar estaba quieto, sin oleaje. El cielo se ve\u00eda gris.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">La habitaci\u00f3n se sent\u00eda invernal. Mi cuerpo tiritaba de fr\u00edo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Te vi nadar lejos de m\u00ed, hasta el otro lado.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Con gracia, te escabulliste por una rendija de un edificio. Llegaste hasta donde estaba el hombre que amenaza mi vida y volviste a tu forma de mujer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u00c9l te mir\u00f3 con deseo y t\u00fa sonre\u00edste. Pero cuando te acercaste, lo degollaste con un cuchillo que llevabas escondido.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">El mismo que yo misma te regal\u00e9.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Un sue\u00f1o oscuro, un mar congelado y una gata que cruza hacia el peligro.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_themeisle_gutenberg_block_has_review":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[259],"tags":[340,315,337,338,341,283,339,331,342,336],"class_list":["post-5346","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-relatos","tag-amor-oscuro","tag-deseo","tag-gato","tag-mar-congelado","tag-metamorfosis","tag-miedo","tag-peligro","tag-realismo-magico","tag-simbolos","tag-sueno"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/jlpetersen.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5346","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/jlpetersen.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/jlpetersen.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jlpetersen.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jlpetersen.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5346"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/jlpetersen.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5346\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5376,"href":"https:\/\/jlpetersen.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5346\/revisions\/5376"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/jlpetersen.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5346"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jlpetersen.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5346"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jlpetersen.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5346"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}