Tooth

by Robert Lunday

Originally published on December 1, 2012

My tooth, as if I had just one, this one that hurts, speaks to me, as do all addictions: Come to me, stay away, return! and I fervently obey.   Closing my eyes to ease the pain, I see it risen like a tomb or monument without inscription; an enameled brain backlit by angry searchlights. [...]