Tonight's Poet Corner: Oral Oddities
Oral Oddities by Belinda Roddie Look at me! I collect teeth! I was a dentist once, you see. I pulled out molars with utter glee and kept them in a jar meant for cookies. I like the canines and incisors the best, arranging them so I don't make a mess. I shine a light behind the glass so it glows at night like pearly brass. My mother is afraid of me, and my dad, to forget, drinks heavily. But I don't mind being considered eerie; I'll always collect every skeleton's teeth.