“Teeth” by Cristina Dominguez

I watch her
piano fingers
reach up
to touch
ivory keys

Curves of pearls
inside a clam
pried open
chocking
on spiraled sand

She takes
her flesh covered
bone hooks
claws at enamel
digging pink beds, red

I
once
saw
a beautiful animal
go mad

In a looking glass
turning crimson copper
ripping permanence
rinsing and drowning it
in the sink

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