A Winter Memory: Silver Teeth in the Snow

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Feeling Fancy.”

We harvested the gutter’s
icicles, each one hanging
from the house, clubbing
them with broom sticks
and baseball bats until
they shattered, caught
the sun: a mouthful
of sliver teeth
in the snow.

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2 thoughts on “A Winter Memory: Silver Teeth in the Snow

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