So today I lost the last vestige of my youth--a baby tooth that has remained in my mouth for some 60 years. I was sad to see it go. It's so cute and tiny. If I were a visual artist, I would mark the occasion by making it the center of an art work. But instead I'm going to place my little tooth in the little white shoes, the first I wore as a baby, that my mom presented to me as a momento mori on my 40th birthday. So sweet that she kept them all those years.
The shoes, now with the tooth nestled inside, will sit on a shelf in my study.
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
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ENOUGH OF THE TOOTH
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