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Poetry

 

Ode to the Dentist's Office

 

The smell of fluoride and perfume combine as the soft supple hands of the dental-hygienist slowly work their way deep into your mouth causing every goose on your body to bump, while she probes for the product of too many candy bars.

 

by Justin Olmanson

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