Pop n' Popcorn

I wrote this for my creative poetry writing final portfolio.

I would like a soda 

pop n’ popcorn  

please. “Sure thing, that 

will be way out of your 

budget." Are you 

kidding me!  

 

Since when did concessions  

become almost as  

expensive as the movie 

ticket? Malarky! 

 

I look over and see a  

girl who just printed out 

her ticket. She passes by 

concessions and goes 

straight to theater 2  

with a smirk on her face.  

 

Pay no attention to the 

girl with the big black 

bag. No, that whooshing  

sound coming from her  

bag is not a bottle of  

lemon-lime soda. And that 

crinkling sound is definitely  

not a package of candy and 

chocolate coated peanut that  

she recently purchased at the  

local gas station.  

 

Not that the theater 

even cares, anyway.  

I wish I could be that  

girl, and sometimes I  

am, but I feel guilty 

walking past the  

concession-stand.  

 

The aroma of popcorn 

that entraps you when 

you enter the theater. 

The familiar popping and  

scooping into a bag or  

bucket. The warm and  

artificially colored butter 

that conditions your hands 

and smears on your clothes. 

 

The sizzle of the ice 

cold cola or root-beer. 

Or perhaps a brain- 

freeze from a cola, 

cherry, or blue- 

raspberry slushie.  

 

If you’re feeling 

adventurous, you may 

indulge in sour, sweet, or 

chocolate candy.  

 

All delicious, enticing, and 

expensive treats to enjoy 

while you watch the  

previews before the movie 

you've anticipating for.