An Unfortunate Smile
By K. M. Lively The thin, spearmint-flavored floss slides between the two back-most molars on the left side of my mouth. I wince as it wedges into tender gums like a rock lodging itself into a tire’s treads. The pain is sharp, throbbing into the nearby teeth, spreading like a virus. When removed, the offending white thread is stained red. There is a lot of blood—more than there should be. But it’s been a while Read more




