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Lindsay Soberano-Wilson

Sexuality and Relationships

That makes someone attractive.

“He must be rich if he is with a girl like you,” he said casually, with no shame, as my husband and I enjoyed a day with some friends at Hanlan’s Point, Toronto’s clothing-optional beach.

My first reaction was to laugh it off. That is because it could not be further from the truth being that my husband comes from a middle-class family.

I wanted to make a joke about how it was my husband’s charm, humour, or crown jewels that reeled me in, but I didn’t even get the chance when my husband said, “I didn’t buy “those” for…


Erotic Poetry

When you meet a man
for the very first time
I don’t know about you
but I hate
standing in line…

I want to know him
inside and out
know what he wants —
without a doubt.

When you meet a man
for the very first time
you notice that wonder
in his eyes
how they like their jeans to fit
and where it is he would have you sit
as you picture what is under
that zipper…

I want to know him
inside and out
know what he wants —
without a doubt.

When you meet a man
for…


Domestic Violence Awareness

Free Verse

It’s not a dream
not even make believe

It’s also not a sob
story to make you
think

I don’t care what this
says to you

All I know is that the only
thing left to do
is to tell you
what I saw
what I see
in the women
around me
and
how this came to be

I’ve watched
many strong,
beautiful women
have their hearts
locked up in a cage
and the women
not even knowing
it was their heart
to begin with

This is the fairy
tale
I never dreamed
was never really shown to me
it was always some…


Mental Health

For More Empowering Language

There’s a shift occurring in the mental health community around the way we use language to describe a range of human emotions from the good, the bad, and even the ugly. Experts are beginning to push others to trade in the word trauma for more empowering language.

In Clay Skipper’s interview with Esther Perel, sex and relationship psychotherapist, she reflects on how our culture of toxic positivity was impossible to uphold during the pandemic, as the cracks in our relationships showed more.

During the pandemic, all that we knew about our sense of self and the role we play in…


Poetry Matters: I am a Canadian, Jewish, Bisexual writer, and my identity colours my writing. I write poetic stanzas and paragraphs on sex-positivity, motherhood, mental health, travel, education, and storytelling.

I know by now that you must know that I have a lot to say and I don’t hold back. Actually, I may as well take the time to tell you a bit about myself. Firstly I am a blunt and outspoken person. Maybe it’s because I’m petite and I make up for it by being feisty. In any case, I’m also really passionate. I love food, chocolate, fashion, travel…


Our Writers Page & A Writing Prompt on Trauma

Put It To Rest wants to thank its writers for their heartfelt submissions!

To show our gratitude, I would like to introduce you to “Our Writers” Page. The writers included thus far have either submitted 6 pieces of writing or are the winners of the “Writing prompt contest” — Digging Through the Bones.

#Put It To Rest #2 “Trauma” Writing Prompt Challenge

I also want to draw your attention to the following essay entitled, Trading In the Word Trauma: For More Empowering Language.

For the next writing prompt, I would like writers to touch on their thoughts and feelings, in…


Erotic Poetry

Your Salty-Sweet Skin

Give me
your sweet and salty kisses
know what my body misses
run your fingers
through my long, dirty hair
then grab it when no one else
is there
like no one cares.

Give me
your salty and sweet words
know what cranks my mind
makes me unwind
tease me with wanting
then bring me in
even closer
with your longing eyes.

Give me
your sweet and salty gifts
know just what excites my spirit
pour your love out
like an uncorked bottle of fine
aromatic, white wine
that is shared between you and I
so divine.

Give me
your…


Free Verse

Says the “pretty girl” to the world…

You don’t have to look at me
like that
like I owe you anything
like I am what you see
leave me be

I am not here for your story
or morning glory

What you see
is what you get
and yet
you don’t see that

You don’t have to look at me
like that
like I need to be compared
like I am part of your internal checklist
to tabulate and calculate
leave me be

I am not here for your story
or morning glory

What you see
is what you get
and yet
you don’t see that

You…


Free Verse

When I mean no…

A young girl playing by the lake
A young girl playing by the lake

You can’t make me say yes
when I mean no

I know that is hard for you to let go
and harder for you to know
that you don’t get to control
what I agree to
or not
even when you think
I should
or should not.

You can’t make me say no
when I mean yes

I know its hard for you to let go
and even harder for you to know
that you don’t get to control
what I agree to
or not
even when you think
I should
or should not.

The thing is
I’ve taken the…


Erotic Poetry

When you stroke my womanhood with your feathery fingers

I may stumble, fumble
and gracefully crumble
in your arms
when you stroke
my womanhood with
your feathery fingers

Then
tug at my clit
ask me how I like it
lift up my slit
look up my skirt
dig up some dirt
and then feed me endless
spoonfuls of deep, deep
decadent, chocolatey layers
of dessert
not made of heaven
nor of earth

I may rumble, mumble
and messily jumble
in your arms
when you stroke
all of my parts
cross our hearts
and hope to die
only to take us back
to the start

Where
you erase my inhibitions
to…

Lindsay Soberano-Wilson

Poet | Editor: Put It To Rest & iPoetry. (BEd,MA). Sex-Positive | Mental Health | Relationships. Top WriterX6. Author of Casa de mi Corazon. lindsaysoberano.com

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