Missing tooth cap

Last night, I indulged my sugar jones with cherry licorice. Four strands later, half of it still in between my teeth I hear a crunch in my mouth that I didn’t want to hear. I spit out a mouthful of licorice and tooth cap into my hand. I continue to spit out phantom licorice until I quiet the crunch in my head.

The temporary cap that had been covering my partial chipped left front tooth popped loose by licorice and mouth pressure. I examined it, rinsed it for licorice and then had to smell it.

The mouth on the face looking back at me through the bathroom mirror was speechless. The original tooth had yellowed more darkly than the rest of the teeth. It was shaven down to be fitted for the cap, I reason. Staring at the tooth begged the question of whether any part of us that has been disguised or capped for “blemish” would appear atrophied and discolored from the dark/pressure it had to withstand until it saw the light of day. My tooth is more sensitive to temperature and textures of food. Perhaps the analogy of chipped tooth to the actualizing personality is a bit of a stretch….?

The following domestic conversation in the bathroom ensues-

“Honey, my temporary cap came off! I can’t fit it back on…”

“I think there is an oral glue they sell at Walmart. He walks into the bathroom and looks at the mirror’s reflection.

You put on a witches hat and you’ll be ready for Halloween.”

Text copyright ©2010 by Hae Jung Kwon. All rights reserved.


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One Response to Missing tooth cap

  1. annie says:

    Awww that sucks! I’m sure its not Halloween bad lady!

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