This is part of a story "Break Your Teeth" that I am going to share with my writerlies tonight. Thought I'd get back into the blog thing now that its almost winter again...
Teaser, just a little taste:
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But the teeth were the first thing. The teeth were
unmistakeable, long and sharp and white, so white they dazzled. I remember
being dazzled, stopped in my tracks dazzled, the first time I saw them, huge,
not quite fitting into my beautiful husband’s beautiful mouth, distorted by
bones that didn’t belong. It was dark, the lights were out, but still those
teeth gleamed. The moon shone in through the window and my husband’s teeth
gleamed in response, gleamed with pleasure “the better to eat you with my
dear.” He turned to me in the bed, warm, warmer than he had ever been, and his
big shiny white teeth gleamed. His mouth opened wide and he let out a yelp that
I didn’t recognize. He held me down and licked me all over, nipped at my
fingers, nipped at my toes, but licked me all over. My skin was raw in places
from his tongue. He slept like the dead when he was done.
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