The Kool-Aid Kid

We lived in a house

Constructed of bricks

Of Velveeta and confusion

Surrounded by liquor stores

And bombed out abortion clinics

My father would visit us

Every other weekend

We would drive around for hours

Shooting homeless people

I've got a necklace

Made from human ears to prove it

My mother told me

That the first words

I ever spoke were

"Kill me"

I was 10 years old

And they did

David Burdett

6/28/2023