until i left

by Gabriel Ricard

She handed me this bag
of teeth,
and there had to be a dozen people
worth of retail work,
drug problems, and 45-minute romantic
missteps in tall and haunted Vegas-pretty surroundings.

Some of those teeth
still looked fairly healthy.

And then she moved down
to the other side of the bus.

I think,
at that point,
she just wanted to be done
with the whole thing.

I had to respect that,
so I held on to them
for a couple of hours.


Posted on 08/16/2013
Copyright © 2022 Gabriel Ricard

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by George Hoerner on 08/17/13 at 01:41 AM

Gee Gabe it sounds like the beginning of a great romance to me. I mean how many of get to start a romance by being given a bag of teeth?

Posted by Rob Littler on 08/17/13 at 02:59 PM

def gives 1 something 2 chew on, this imagery. flash fiction : image : scene : BAM! then PUNCH!

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