Beast In The Carriage House by Kristin Garth

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Beast In The Carriage House

 

The beast is in the carriage house, horse

in the hay. Feathers drip from

his last trip — a sister sought to stay. Forced

into her bloodstream, pink delirium,

the milk is on the saucer. Floor becomes

a bay. Each bed becomes a sailboat.

Occupants will sway. Eyelids battened

down for troubled waters, drift away. Float

towards a sunken ship. Choose a rotten

door. Each is filled with spectres we have seen

before — cannibals, carnivores sharpening

transparent teeth. Death is labyrinthine

as we slumber beneath another day —

beast in the carriage house, horse in the hay.

 

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 fifteen books of poetry including Pink Plastic House and Shut Your Eyes, Succubi  (Maverick Duck Press), Crow Carriage and Candy Cigarette Womanchild Noir (The Hedgehog Poetry Press), Flutter: Southern Gothic Fever Dream (TwistiT Press) and The Meadow (APEP Publications).  She is the founder of Pink Plastic House a tiny journal and co-founder of Performance Anxiety, an online poetry reading series. Follow her on Twitter:  (@lolaandjolie) and her website kristingarth.com