Pumpkin Ick
A controversial take on a seasonal flavor
Pumpkin spice! Pumpkin spice! Oh, why so much pumpkin spice?
What have I done to be surrounded so much in this life
By such a disgusting, repulsive flavoring?
It’s just a few months out of the year, they say,
But look! It’s in our cookies, our creamer, our coffee—
And it’s only August, still eighty, ninety, one hundred degrees,
No fall in sight, only blistering summer heat.
Please, please, marketing gods, set me free
And spare me of this season-bending monstrosity
Born weeks too early, a bright Orange reminder of a world broken
By commercial desires and corporate greed.
And don’t get me started on the mint.
About the Creator
Stephanie Hoogstad
With a BA in English and MSc in Creative Writing, writing is my life. I have edited and ghost written for years with some published stories and poems of my own.
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Comments (2)
haha oh Woaw Fantastic poem made me smile !
I despise it, too. Glad I am less alone in this matter. Have a candy cane cappuccino...? ;)