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An Amber Bead and a String of Teeth
Your mother was a beauty queen
when she was young she carried an amber bead
(the petrified love of trees)
under her tongue
with this pebble she broke
a tooth in every mouth she kissed
and never once choked
on her weapon –
And now she is old
she still carries the bead but
the mouths she presses it to
are cold
distracted by television or bank loans
Days of Our Lives
Tigers and Saints -
her tongue is dry and the bead
is a lump
in her throat she can feel
at night when the bed
is empty and
she lays awake
fingering
her string of teeth.
© Morgan Hart