Windscript Volume 24, 2007-2008 - Saskatchewan Writers' Guild
Windscript Volume 24, 2007-2008 - Saskatchewan Writers' Guild
Windscript Volume 24, 2007-2008 - Saskatchewan Writers' Guild
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The Magazine of <strong>Saskatchewan</strong> High School Writing<br />
27<br />
Amanda Ahner<br />
Toothflesh<br />
I sit in their chair, the sole performer on this stage lit by an overhead lamp. Four rubber<br />
hands execute murderous ballet in my mouth. Dull eyes blink back at me from<br />
behind thick-lensed and masked mouths. With antiseptic tones they address one<br />
another, ignoring the subject upon their operating table, sterilized words. A slight<br />
waver betrays excitement in his voice; she hands him the needle. Silent screams<br />
shatter inward silence.<br />
The spider vines creep through my cheek, numbing my nerves, my tongue, my throat.<br />
Impossible to breathe through accumulating spit. He whips out his shiny pokers and<br />
prodders, tools with names known only to him. His pride is the drill, handed to him<br />
last. I see a smile hidden by his mask, an antiseptic smile, before he zealously assaults<br />
my enamel. Spectral chains enclose my wrists and ankles, preventing a speedy escape,<br />
mentally shackled by hardwired codes of etiquette. Vapours of nauseating toothflesh<br />
attack my nostrils, inhaling the dust of my slaughtered self.<br />
Held captive by a blue sheet of rubber, electric drill buzzing in my head; I wonder<br />
how they might silence my screams. I clench my teeth together trapping all in my<br />
jaw. Broken stubs of former fingers spill rivets of blood down my throat. Suffocating,<br />
I choke on thick life.<br />
Held captive by a blue sheet of rubber, a mist of water and bone shavings sprays my<br />
face, I realize the freezing is just for this purpose; to prevent rogue teeth from biting<br />
precious dentistry hands. Between that and the bright lights, a complete sedation to<br />
create the perfect complacent victim.<br />
Lying in their chair, I let myself fade, and wonder what etiquette demands of meeting<br />
my dentist in the grocery store.<br />
windScript volume <strong>24</strong>