{"id":102,"date":"2014-12-15T22:03:27","date_gmt":"2014-12-15T22:03:27","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/procyonic.org\/blog\/?p=102"},"modified":"2014-12-15T22:09:13","modified_gmt":"2014-12-15T22:09:13","slug":"the-deer-corpse","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/procyonic.org\/blog\/the-deer-corpse\/","title":{"rendered":"The Deer Corpse"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&#8220;Some hunters dumped a corpse out on your land,&#8221;<br \/>\nshe says, &#8220;I tried to catch them, but they slipped past me.&#8221;<br \/>\nWe smelled it, of course, while we walked to shake<br \/>\nthe last persimmons from the naked, wild trees.<\/p>\n<p>In the cold, the smell was mild, even<br \/>\ncomplimentary, to those sweet, sticky<br \/>\nbrown fruit, whose pulp stained our hands and jeans red,<br \/>\nwhere we squeezed it out, wiped it, eating.<\/p>\n<p>Later, I saw its rib cage, bone white, resting<br \/>\nin a copse of wood. Insects had stripped it<br \/>\nmostly, but had then been arrested by<br \/>\nthe cold of winter. Its limbs were askew.<\/p>\n<p>One foot still had skin and fur. The hoof black.<br \/>\nIn it, I saw the living thing, the deer,<br \/>\nsomehow whole, paradoxically fixed<br \/>\nto this discarded pile of rotting bone.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8220;Some hunters dumped a corpse out on your land,&#8221; she says, &#8220;I tried to catch them, but they slipped past me.&#8221; We smelled it, of course, while we walked to shake the last persimmons from the [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_mi_skip_tracking":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[8],"tags":[49],"class_list":["post-102","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry","tag-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/procyonic.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/102","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/procyonic.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/procyonic.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/procyonic.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/procyonic.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=102"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/procyonic.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/102\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":105,"href":"https:\/\/procyonic.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/102\/revisions\/105"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/procyonic.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=102"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/procyonic.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=102"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/procyonic.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=102"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}