We<\/p>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0the girls<\/p>\n
no longer with teeth<\/p>\n
\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Worn down,<\/p>\n
\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0crumbling from our mouths.<\/p>\n
\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0All the baring takes a toll.<\/p>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0The signs\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0they won’t read<\/p>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Our tears \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0they won’t see<\/p>\n
But our teeth?\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0There’s no choice<\/p>\n
\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0but to notice.<\/p>\n
The bark<\/p>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0is intense.<\/p>\n
The bite?<\/p>\n
\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0It used to pierce<\/p>\n
through anything,<\/p>\n
\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 as if the soft skin of a peach.<\/p>\n
Now the bite,<\/p>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0it’s getting worse with<\/p>\n
no teeth to tear<\/p>\n
\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0through whatever lay in front of us.<\/p>\n
To unclench our jaws would be to give up,<\/p>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0but if we don’t,<\/p>\n
we’ll be spitting out<\/p>\n
\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Our teeth<\/p>\n
\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0one \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0by one.<\/p>\n
\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Until we have nothing left but a mouth<\/p>\n
\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 that is only pink and soft<\/p>\n\t
ABOUT THE AUTHOR<\/p>\n
My sister and I once created an urban legend in our hometown called the Bedford Beast. We saw a dark figure like a huge dog but the wrong shape. My mom saw it on two separate occasions. To this day we aren’t sure what it was.<\/p>\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
We \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0the girls no longer with teeth \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Worn down, \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0crumbling from our mouths. \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0All the baring takes a toll. \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0The signs\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0they won’t read \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Our tears \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0they won’t see But our teeth?\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0There’s no choice \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0but to notice. The bark … <\/p>\n