That lady with the checkered shirt
only has five white teeth the
others are blackened; not with soot, or grime, or
wax—just black.
I assume
They were once white
or barely yellow, like a duck’s
underbelly—repelling water
until the duck, dead,
floated angularly in the water
and sank (unnaturally, impossibly) into
the murky depths.
An oldie. Bootsie
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