Doll Phobia

in the dank cellar
a distillation of fear
seeps from dusty vials
moulding into the vile
tang of pink plastic
with its sardonic
grin
staring
with marbly
eyes that blink
knowingly
in quirky
silent
movie
motion

© Kim M. Russell, 2016

doll-phobia

– Andre Govia

My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge #139 and shared on Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Tuesday Platform

43 thoughts on “Doll Phobia

    1. Thank you, Michael. I really do have a phobia of dolls: porcelain, rubber, plastic, ventriloquists’ dummies. I’m OK with soft toys, though! Just the hard core ones scare the pants off me!

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    1. Thank you, Hank! As I admitted to Michael, I am truly terrified of dolls! As a child, I was taken to visit a great aunt who had a piano in her parlour that was jealously guarded by large Victorian china dolls. I so loved playing that piano but was too scared to be alone with the dolls!

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  1. Oh those old dolls with china heads always, always creeped me out — my Aunt used to have a “doll room” when I was growing up, and it was always given to me to stay in when visiting. I don’t think she knew that instead of delighting me, they haunted me….you’ve captured that feeling here!

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    1. I’ve always had a fear of dolls, even when I was little. I preferred soft toy teddy bears and dogs. Couldn’t even stand drag dolls until my daughter had a Cabbage Patch doll and I had to get used to it!

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