Teeth Marks

Posted on : 02-12-2009 | By : emilybagdasarian | In : Poetry

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We’re not fragile like the broken wine glass shattered on the kitcken floor

waiting to be swept up by the dust pan.

We’re hearty like one of those plastic cups

that’s been through many cycle in the dish washer covered

with teeth marks from the kids.

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