Beetle Wife

[Lorvick]

( I wrote this poem about an incident of domestic violence I witnessed a few months ago that left me traumatized, I am comparing the violence to when boys smash bugs ) 

beetle wife. smash her with thumbs and 
watch red ooze onto the skin. lick it off 
if you want, tastes like summer. 
antennas burned, shrinking like matchsticks 
wings ripped off and blown away with breath 

I am reminded of the meat market, plastic 
baskets full of raw meat bathed in blood 
the silence sprawls across us / my mouth is stunned

I like the use of uncomfortable imagery to display your disgust towards domestic violence, the breaks seem to be intentionally placed to further heighten this effect. I am struggling to understand your reference to summer, my best guess is kids during summer are not supervised as much. Overall I think you portray the effect you were going for, but maybe expand a bit more on certain concepts to further help the reader connect to your metaphors.