Mitch

It wasn't our first date. We'd played around before. 

We'd toyed together in the hot tub of politics. 

Not exactly sure when I decided to rape her.

Pushed her under water.  She flailed, trying to rise and get air.

I laughed, knowing I had her under my power,

Watched as the last bubbles of breath left her lips and rose to the surface, "Mitch, I'm democracy. Don't let me down."

Bitch, I said, watching her drown.