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Three BDSM Sonnets

  • Aug 27, 2019
  • 2 min read

by Kristin Garth


Wing Removal across a Dining Room Table

Inside his dining room, he will remove the plastic wings, shirt they’re pinned to—everything a naughty girl would wear to fly. Reprove rebellion in succubus eyes. Between bare legs, Italian wool knees forced wide, cheek against mahogany, arms pulled high by his girlfriend at the other end—weak wet, without clothes, regret, it begins. Why you wore it on your chest, the pin, male flight attendant’s innocent bequest to you, who said it was your first time—to fly. Lie— sweet face, your alibi—so few want to make cry. Though you will for his belt tonight. Sometimes pretending to be wrong feels right.


Candy Girl

Dom dictates date, diminutive dress, black lace peephole collar circled breasts. Arm move- ment exposes black bow underwear at a restaurant table, sushi shared. Approved one schoolgirl quality—wants you to seem indisputably your age (23)— the candy bracelet on your wrist, he deems amulet of confidence. NYC, five doms, one submissive here, surrounds you, panties wet with fear—small town girl like one, just discussed, some stranger flew to bruise, escaped by bus. One near you frowns about this dom—asks yours if it’s all right before he lifts your wrist and takes a bite.


Your Kind

What you create will become real in you—  a sanctuary dew, you drew, which drips each dawn upon sager skin, each day removes more humanity within. Your lips open for nourishment, all penetrative accidents, tastes you trace against your teeth of wilderness you’ve laid beneath. Outlive what grips you, in its jaw, for brief communions, leaves you raw, daydreamer in a patch of dirt inside a meadow where you hurt—and hum for them into the wind until one comes, honeysuckle in your hair again. You invented all this grass to hide—  became its beast who seeks your kind inside.


Kristin Garth is a Pushcart, Best of the Net & Rhysling nominated sonnet stalker. Her sonnets have stalked journals like Glass, Yes, Five:2:One, Luna Luna and more. She is the author of twelve books of poetry including Pink Plastic House (Maverick Duck Press), Candy Cigarette Womanchild Noir (The Hedgehog Poetry Press), the forthcoming Flutter: Southern Gothic Fever Dream (TwistiT Press) and The Meadow (Apep Publications, 2020). Follow her on Twitter: (@lolaandjolie) and her website http://kristingarth.com

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