{"id":94,"date":"2021-03-26T18:02:15","date_gmt":"2021-03-26T18:02:15","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mallorynygard.com\/?p=94"},"modified":"2021-03-26T18:07:40","modified_gmt":"2021-03-26T18:07:40","slug":"how-st-lucy-could-have-lost-her-eyes","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mallorynygard.com\/?p=94","title":{"rendered":"How St. Lucy Could Have Lost Her Eyes"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-medium\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"300\" height=\"237\" src=\"https:\/\/mallorynygard.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/IMG-4567-300x237.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-86\" srcset=\"https:\/\/mallorynygard.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/IMG-4567-300x237.jpg 300w, https:\/\/mallorynygard.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/IMG-4567-1024x810.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/mallorynygard.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/IMG-4567-768x607.jpg 768w, https:\/\/mallorynygard.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/IMG-4567-1536x1215.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/mallorynygard.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/IMG-4567-2048x1619.jpg 2048w, https:\/\/mallorynygard.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/03\/IMG-4567-1080x854.jpg 1080w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">He lays in bed next to me, close<br>like the monarch to his woven chrysalis.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cWhy don\u2019t you look at me?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I ask the copper crook of his nose in profile against a sun-softened curtain.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">His eyes flicker, following the colors on the ceiling, his lashes shimmer like dew.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">He wields his tenderness like a scalpel to my chest.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cBecause it hurts you to be seen,\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">He turns his face to mine<br>and I ignite.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>He lays in bed next to me, closelike the monarch to his woven chrysalis. \u201cWhy don\u2019t you look at me?\u201d I ask the copper crook of his nose in profile against a sun-softened curtain. His eyes flicker, following the colors on the ceiling, his lashes shimmer like dew. He wields his tenderness like a scalpel&hellip;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":86,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[6,5],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-94","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-pelican","category-published"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/mallorynygard.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/94","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/mallorynygard.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/mallorynygard.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mallorynygard.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mallorynygard.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=94"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/mallorynygard.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/94\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":95,"href":"https:\/\/mallorynygard.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/94\/revisions\/95"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mallorynygard.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/86"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/mallorynygard.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=94"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mallorynygard.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=94"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mallorynygard.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=94"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}