Day four of the PAD challenge. Prompt: a "constriction" poem.
the ties that bind and
then the whalebone stays,
the golden feet and wasp-
waists confined into
their garments, iron-seamed,
the corsetings and beltings
hobbling her stride so she
makes only mincing steps
towards the door (and
freedom?)
this maiden's form
deformed
long lines and
full support
of the famous 502
small compensation
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