Instant Gratification, Amelia Gattuso ‘23

Instant Gratification

i savor the flavor of a lifesaver bleeding out on my tongue but taking so little does not make me feel full i want to sink my teeth into its body and break it i want to feel the explosion of sticky sweet extract and i want to clench my jaws and course with the satisfaction that comes as i ride the high of a rapid kill no amount is too much. my pride will wrench my jaws open and tear through the stickiness that protests at its untimely demise and holds my molars together until every last drop has been leeched i wait for no man to bow to me i wait for no man to give to me i wait for no man to bleed out on my tongue and i have never been good at denying myself things

Amelia Gattuso ‘23