I / Vexation

Original artwork by Author, Lila Debas(website, instagram )

Some days my teeth are so sharp I don’t make fuss in realizing my embroidery needles aren’t with me

Some days my teeth are so sharp I know I could predatorily Cujo my way out of my assumptive role as girlish prey

Some days my teeth are so sharp they want to find their way out of my face on their own terms, from their own spoon-to-mortar elucidation, just to show me

they can

Some days my teeth are so sharp that their slightest graze insidiously burns holes in my fleshy facial orifice, this peachy mauve wants nothing to do with you, rotting sour pearls.

Some days my teeth are so sharp I know I’ll be the heroic lioness to abandon the frigid cellar of Franklin Park zoo; My canines acting as reaching finger turning the key to my freedom

Some days my teeth are so sharp other members of the outfit sweatily fantasize your grandiose demise; they plot to tie you to a pole, ripping you limb from l i m b until the mouth is a swamp of red satisfaction, they walk a few feet away t o relish in the full spectacle of this sopping crimson satisfaction.

Marooned in Mutiny

Some days my teeth are so sharp I imagine my mind chewing on anything else

can’t