Thursday, September 20, 2012

i've gone to alaksa. alert everyone i love.

"i lost my first tooth when i was nine but my mom when i was five"

when i left my house in philly
i came home
my gums stopped bleeding
my stomach churned and flattened

you tell me i never did a thing
you tell me you miss my pussy
i tell you not to be so crass

"teeth are gross and shiny and primal"


Bathwater said...

Your writing is like teeth, but hollow enough to allow the reader to fill in the blanks...don't stop.

Eva said...

No one writes about teeth as poetically as you do.