These bunny teeth are pretty cute.
Kids can be so mean.
You were a mean kid, too, sometimes. You hope that the mean things you said have not stuck, are not still lodged in someone else’s heart like slivers of cold, cruel glass. You hope that they have melted away, all the mean things that you said, as a child, and as an adult.
Maybe this could melt. Maybe this glass could be ice. Maybe it could become water. Maybe it could drip down to the earth and become nourishment for new growth. Maybe it’s better to let it melt and drip, not hold it so tight, and so close.
Remember that guy who said, ‘It’s so great how you just keep smiling despite, you know, your teeth.’
He was negging, but he was right.