I have these two milk-white stains on 
my two front teeth. 
Fluoride buildup. Genetic. 
They're a different shade of white than
my teeth, so they stand out a bit. 
Deadly. Genetic. 

My smile is loaded. It was built by
an architect I have yet to meet. 
It carries a stained history with
connective tissue and calcium borders.

Tooth-carriers. Organ-carriers. 
Memory-carriers. 

Sometimes I wonder if I was born with 
my ears pierced, but I know I was 
born plus two days. 
Can we sense future pain? 
Better to let them close later
than have to wound them again. 

Buildups and punctures.
the body takes so much before we
even learn the words of our
future language. 

Milk stains and brown skin.
Where's the receipt?