Such Sharp Teeth

by Rachel Harrison

I’m scrambling through the woods with a dog crate and sex handcuffs, praying for that pinkish twilight to hang on a just little longer.

“A woman dares present an opinion about anything and suddenly she’s dramatic.”

“You’re so beautiful.” But I need him to love me ugly.

It’s a miracle and it’s a curse, the secrets our bodies keep. The ability to carry the invisible burden of these secrets.

So I’m sorry. I know I messed up. But it’s not because I don’t care. It’s because I care so much, it terrifies me.”

“Can I kiss you?” he asks. “Just be careful,” I whisper. “I have such sharp teeth.”