Every time I open a bag
I can see 100 little Skittles
looking up at me with
hopeful eyes that they won’t
Crunch! I hear as I bite into a yellow
Skittle. The small Skittles swished around
my mouth as I bit into another.
Those little Skittles are like
ants eating cookie crumbs, small but tasty.
They are little drops of joy from heaven
tasty and they bring happiness with
Sometimes if I do not have Skittles
I feel like I could die but I always seem to
Every time I am in public with
my lovely Skittles I am on alert
so I tell everyone to take a hike
and leave us alone.
Sometimes I talk to my
babies as if they were real
and sometimes I hear them
talk back to me.
The ones that I think are rude ...
those are normally the ones I
Taste the rainbow
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.