Kill
by Lara Konesky

I can’t really see shit over your dominant force of nature

like kittens getting torn up by wolves, their little bones bloody by the road

The first time you visit, you make me bleed all over my tee shirt

and the second time

you strangle me to death

but i got all these lives left

to fuck with your ass

so

just be a little more careful

when you decide to kill 

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Lara Konesky is a 31-year-old gypsy/mother/teacher from Columbus, Ohio.  She enjoys outlaws, exaggerations, working with refugees, barbaric and rebellious children, burdens, and sobriety.  After extensive philosophical training, she decided the only real life was the life of the poet.  Her first book, Next to Guns (Grievous Jones Press, 2009), can be found at www.grievousjonespress.com.  She recently co-edited (with Andrew Taylor, Erbacce Press) and contributed to Blood at the Chelsea (Erbacce Press 2010), an anthology of writers writing for other writers.  You can also read her work online and in print at New Aesthetic, Gutter Eloquence, Word Riot, and various other rad places.

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