{"id":489,"date":"2011-02-07T11:18:25","date_gmt":"2011-02-07T18:18:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/?p=489"},"modified":"2011-02-05T11:19:51","modified_gmt":"2011-02-05T18:19:51","slug":"the-doll-and-the-needle-by-alexa-seidel","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/?p=489","title":{"rendered":"The Doll and the Needle by Alexa Seidel"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>He twists the needle in the doll\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s neck<br \/>\na tiny doll that is made from wool<br \/>\nand my dawn bright hair<br \/>\nit fits his hand just perfectly<br \/>\nalthough the doll\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s painted face<br \/>\nlooks nothing like mine<\/p>\n<p>My lips release a scream and pleasure<br \/>\ndrops from his eyes<br \/>\nlike ripe fruit from a tree<br \/>\nhis dark copper skin is slick with moisture<br \/>\nand his teeth are shiny white<br \/>\nbehind pink lips<\/p>\n<p>Witch-doctor they call him<br \/>\nbut never to his face<br \/>\nto his face, they add a \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcMr.\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 to his name<br \/>\nI gave my hair to him willingly<br \/>\nbut even so<br \/>\nhe tricked it from me<br \/>\nwith false softness<br \/>\nand words much finer than those of any actor<br \/>\non the stages of this world<br \/>\nhe gave me the scissors<br \/>\nand I<br \/>\ncut it off myself<\/p>\n<p>The needle is clean<br \/>\nsilvery it shines and looks<br \/>\nas if this doll is the first it pierces<br \/>\nbut I doubt it<br \/>\nhe is not a young man after all<br \/>\nmy skirts crumble against the floor<\/p>\n<p>His hand that holds the needle<br \/>\npulls back<br \/>\nand I groan involuntarily<br \/>\nhe rolls the needle between<br \/>\nhis thumb and fingers<br \/>\nstorm clouds and forbidden pools<br \/>\nare nothing compared to those eyes<br \/>\nthat hold me like a promise<br \/>\nhis meaty pink tongue<br \/>\nhas a life of its own as it slithers<br \/>\nacross his lips<\/p>\n<p>Pensively<br \/>\nhis eyes leave me,<br \/>\nlook down<br \/>\nand with his needle poised<br \/>\nhe considers the doll<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>He twists the needle in the doll\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s neck a tiny doll that is made from wool and my dawn bright hair it fits his hand just perfectly although the doll\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s painted face looks nothing like mine My lips release a scream and pleasure drops from his eyes like ripe fruit from a tree his dark [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[17],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-489","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/489","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=489"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/489\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":491,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/489\/revisions\/491"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=489"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=489"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=489"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}