Female. 18 - 25. 259 words. Kate: "Roy G Biv." From When the Levee Breaks.
By Paul Pasulka
That is so kismetic. My mother said that too. Whenever I complained that there was nothing to eat she would say, “Well, I guess you just aren’t hungry enough.” But I didn’t care. After a while I got to - well I won’t say hate, ‘cause without them I would have starved to death. But I will never again eat Puppy Chow with apple cider vinegar. And when I found out it was Puppy Chow, I felt so bad for the puppies. I was so goofy, I thought it was made from puppies. That’s when I knew I had to learn to read, so I would know what I was eating. I saw it had letters and numbers: A, B-12, D-3, K, and I wanted them. Then, I saw they put crayons in it. That was weird, but kind of fun. Yellow 5 and 6; red 40 - that’s a lot of red, by the way - and blue, only 2. I swear I pooped rainbows. I would say, “I’m gonna go make Roy G. Biv.” But I only made violet once. And it had corn, soybean, barley - even garlic. That explained my breath. And the metals: copper, iron, zinc. I started wearing a cape to school. You know, “Supergirl: Child of steel.”
But chicken by-product? I didn’t know for sure, but I thought the chicken probably didn’t consider it a by-product, unless it was, well, you know - Ew! And animal digest. What even is that? Not to mention fish oil. Cause if you took that from them, could they even live?