A witty body poem, by Meher, exclusively for Different Truths.
My wisdom throbbed in the dentist’s trash-can while the anaesthetised gum waited for the pain to begin Alone I sat bereft of both wisdom and of pain.
Picture design by Anumita Roy
Tooth Extraction
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