if i tell you of your bad teeth
it is not for the moments of flawlessness I bear
no man is infallible...
it is not for the paints of super colours for my blackness
i am black enough for colours...
i once had a bad tooth
the shame is not a joke
it cannot be hidden in the eyes of many blind accolades...
it is because i know
when my teeth are good and yours too
poetry is brave...
the world is brave.
Anxiety -- Kimberly Gifford
Big Smile -- Sal Marino
Tiptoe Through my Two Lips -- Tim Nyberg