by Paul de Denus
They map and mark each tooth with computerized precision, poking about to see how much he'll bleed. He worries about his hemorrhaging wallet. He sees his teeth as dilapidated row houses. He's lived around them all his life. They want to rebuild. He's content to just pull the weeds.
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Paul de Denus writes fiction because non-fiction sounds complicated. He lives in his head in Virginia.