juice gallons and gallons of juice orange apple grape i gulp all of it down my gullet rivers of it run down the corners of my mouth once my stomach bulges and my bladder fills i let out a satisfying aaaahhhhhhh i bathe in juice the sugar coats me and paints me sweet my skin is a rainbow of high fructose corn syrup and red dye number 2 throw me in a blender and turn me into juice thick and red and pulpy i bet i’ll taste even sweeter than anything on a grocery store shelf or with oasis stamped on the carton and i’ll be loved by all
Katie Cossette (she/her) is a Montreal writer pursuing her BA in Honours English Literature. Her work has been featured inDarkWinter Lit, Toil and Trouble, DED Poetry, Ghost City Review, and elsewhere. She also has work forthcoming withAlien Buddhaand Timber Ghost Press. Along with being co-founder and co-EIC of Crab Apple Literary, Katie worked as an editor for the Literature Undergraduate Colloquium at Concordia (LUCC). Katie is obsessed with the creepy, the weird, and the downright disturbing. She is also an avid hoarder of business cards and fun scraps of paper; her friends call her a human crow. You can find her on Instagram (nerd.i.am) and Twitter (cossette_katie).
