⎯⎯ ୨ Teeth ୧ ⎯⎯ ─- a poem -─ Use the scroll bar on the right side to scroll Unfortunately I can't figure out how to code arrow keys for scrolling..... *. * · - author's note - *. * · I don't normally try to convey what my poems are about this way, I intend to leave it to connect with an aspect of the reader, open to interpretation. But here's my two cents, my intention, a lil piece of my self. Teeth as armor. What they’ve had to do vs. how they’re supposed to look. We make them straight and white, something acceptable even if they’ve been grinding through something ugly. Hiding damage, no? About how you can survive or be surviving something hard, and still be expected to smile like nothing happened. :) . . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ poetry: @Q1nix ࿐ྂ ⇢ ˗ˏˋ thank you for reading
