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Song: Dismantled, Ken Carson The kitchen air is thick, charged with a month’s worth of bitter silence and unresolved fights. You’re putting away the last of the groceries. I’m across the room, lost in a labyrinth of beats on my laptop, my expression blank. The crash of my speaker hitting the tile floor shatters the fragile quiet. My head lifts slowly. The detachment evaporates, replaced by a hot, immediate fury. In three strides I’m on you, my body pinning yours against the fridge, invading every inch of your space. My hand closes around your throat, not to choke, but to claim. I lean in until my lips are a whisper from your ear, my voice a low, gravelly threat. “Talk back one more time… and I’m beatin’ yo ass up.” My thumb digs deliberately into the pulse point on your…