1. Issued twice in one human lifetime and used to signify health, wealth and social class
2. She was a young woman whose countenance owed more to the peculiar animation of her face than any bone structure or classical beauty; her coloring and features lacked distinction, though her figure was such as must please; but she was graced with a set of very fine teeth, and a wide mouth which could be used to show them all at once, so that Society thought that she must be pretty, as she had so ready and so generous a smile.
(or so says your internal monologue as you brood pointlessly over your tongue in the bathroom mirror, running five minutes late in the morning)
3. In our pre-labor class, we were all asked what traits of ours we wanted to pass on to our unborn babies. Everyone else said things like “love of fishing,” “love of learning,” and I was just like “I wanna pass down my TEETH,” and then, because I felt like that was weird to just say in the middle of a groupshare without qualifying it further, I stated “They Have Never Given Me Any Trouble, Not Even A Cavity,” and everyone stared at them with respect,
4. “Don’t worry,” I tell Glassbab as they cry over their teething pain, sitting up while holding them against my chest all night, and dipping only lightly into passages of sleep, “It’s only the feeling of your skeleton becoming external, and you won’t remember it,”
5. the human mouth is an omnivore’s toolkit, with a clever microbiome and great evolutionary heritage, and is very interesting
6. better than the alternative
what’s the alternative
WHAT’S THE ALTERNATIVE ELODIE
well there are many perfectly reasonable alternatives including
i just think the world would be a better place if we would all take a bit of time to examine how we personally interact with stories
I, for one, am a complex network of interconnected stories stored on a meat based drive.
that is quite possibly the most terrifying way of describing a human but honestly same
That’s not scary. What’s scary is that you’re a ghost and a skeleton working together to Pilot fleshy power armor made by your mother
You know, I expected to regret making this post for entirely different reasons than I actually regret making this post.
The Discourse Derailed, 2018.
collaborative art performed by collective
Asshole Ghosts Direct Mother-Manufactured Meat Suits to Disturb Other Ghosts at a Distance Using Agitated Electrons to Modify Stories on Domesticated Sand
One time my five year old sister and I went in a hike in the woods and I told her “now if we come across a bear in here, I will throw myself in front of it and you run away!” And she looked me dead in the eye and said “No sorry I called it.” I was like, “what? You want to die? You’re five!” She just looked into the abyss and said, “I have been here too long.” And honestly? Big Mood.