Beefeater: Sorry I’m a Bitch

Kindra M. Austin


I’m cruel—

too cool for school.

I don’t even want your lunch money—

happy to beat you up for free.

Besides, your heart has always been

nourishment enough for me.

Slice through the muscle like

you’re carving rare beef, and

serve it on the bone china I’d fashioned from your rib cage.

I’m sorry I think

when I drink

too much.

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Author: Sudden Denouement

A Global Literary Collective

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