urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ctrl_altaira celle qui manque toujours l'esprit de l'escalier altaira rebekkah jude northe 2038-01-19T03:14:07Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ctrl_altaira:78764 2038-01-19T03:14:07Z 2038-01-19T03:14:07Z <i>another entry from the teeth series by brandy fedoruk...</i><br /><a name="cutid1"></a> <br /><br /><b>the things they loved</b><br /><br />there were a lot of things that her teeth loved.<br />some days she questioned their sanity when it came to particular matters of importance,<br />but for the most part she agreed with their findings and never hesitated to thank them for their insight.<br />these were the teeth she worried about the least.<br /><br />1. calf muscles.<br />2. soup.<br />3. when the eaves of old houses overlap.<br />4. winning.<br />5. thai food.<br />6. smile lines around the eyes.<br />7. road trips.<br />8. symmetry.<br />9. sailors.<br />10. olives (but not straight off the tree).<br />11. warehouses.<br />12. rubber boots with skirts.<br />13. sleeping.<br />14. the thought of growing something from seed.<br />15. fresh coconut.<br />16. brown (and green too).<br />17. quiet.<br />18. tuesdays.<br />19. boys with lisps.<br />20. high tides.<br />21. things that are square.<br />22. mail.<br />23. phosphorescence.<br />24. not so secret admirers.<br />25. knowing that blended things can't be un-blended.<br />26. unexpended friendships.