Skittles and Arizona Iced Tea

So I have a thing about last meals. There is something about them that moves me deeply, grips me with a sadness that I can almost, well, taste.

And so I can’t stop thinking about the bright-dull sweetness of Arizona Iced Tea and the crisp-chewy-juicy pops! that are Skittles. And it makes me feel ill.

Not because I have anything against Skittles or Arizona Iced Tea. But this? This is not a last meal.

It’s a snack, a child’s snack, the snack of a child that didn’t deserve to die.

And that’s all I’m going to say about that.

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