bits of flesh you failed
to brush, to floss, to rinse away.
I will lick your teeth, tongue darting like a pilot fish –
living on leftovers till you
take me out to feed.
Tell me, how
(This poem first appeared in Scifaikuest, August 2013 with slight edits since.)
Lauren McBride finds inspiration in faith, family, nature, science and membership in the SFPA. Nominated for the Best of the Net, Rhysling, and Dwarf Stars Awards, her poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in dozens of publications including Asimov’s, Abyss & Apex and Fantasy & Science Fiction. She enjoys swimming, gardening, baking, reading, writing and knitting scarves for troops.
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