teeth - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing
Second cousin Jerry looked quite ordinary until he smiled. His face was so vanilla, sweet but no distinguishing features to stick in the memory. Then something tickled him as funny and he broke into a laugh. Before he could raise a self-conscious hand to hide his teeth we all saw what he concealed. They were blackening alarmingly and there were gaps. And in that unguarded moment his cover was blown. The careful story he'd fed us of his successful business and happy life unravelled. No-one with a home and money had teeth like that. Then Grandma glided over as if she had not seen a thing and wrapped him in a hug, then like he was three again she led him by his prematurely roughened hand to the parlour for tea and fruit cake. She knew it was important to reconnect before she could help. We all followed suit.
In the cruel twilight all the friendly shapes of Elsa's world were replaced by their sinister counterparts, the ones who threw no shadows or hue of colour. She was not supposed to be out this late, not in this district, not with all the nasty stories in the papers she wasn't allowed to read but blanched her mother's face. She was about to break into a run when a man in smart uniform materialized from the shadows. At first she was alarmed but then he smiled warmly. His teeth shone in the yellow pool of light cast by the newly lit lamps. Nobody with teeth like that could be bad. They were even and shiny. She was so mesmerized that she failed to cast her eyes as high as his unsmiling eyes, for he was not as good of an actor as he would like to be.
Every kid in that place had perfect teeth, likely a hundred thousand dollars or more of orthodontics in every classroom. On a one-to-one basis it was charming, en mass it was startling.
I could admire your beaming smile forever
And simply be entranced by the faint curve of your lips
To reveal a row of perfectly carved out dazzling teeth
Which tantalises even the moon to eve ‘more peep through the velvety layers of clouds.
Her smile was soft, like a petals caught in a breeze. It was just enough to allow a gleam of white from the teeth below and a slight dimple of her cheek.
white, polished, orderly, straight, crooked, twisted, yellowed, nicotine-stained, rotten, gray, pearly, bucktoothed, healthy, bright, dazzling, glittering, jutted, cracked, missing teeth, braces, crown, capped, baby teeth, over-sized, tiny, spaced, gaps, worn, overbite, underbite, sensitive teeth, aching, veneers, broken, dentures, false teeth, bridges, grinding, painful, implants, crowded, blackened, cavity-riddled, bumpy, loose, fanged, pointed, bent, chipped
You're putting me down again, said Jake, affable, showing his teeth, flawless except long canines.
Unevenly yellow, stained yellow, rotting brown teeth, broken teeth, jagged teeth, perfect white teeth, like great slabs of white marble, gap toothed, missing teeth, braces, a mouth full of metal fillings, buck toothed, horsey teeth, baby teeth, chipped teeth, false vampire teeth, crowded mouth, should of had braces as a kid, false teeth, crown fell out, spinach stuck between them.
Through perfect teeth comes the truth and the lies, all vibrations in the air, inconsequential to the medium through which they travel. Only I know the difference. So I watch those perfectly aligned slabs of white enamel, taking in his entire being. I see the anger flash, the urge to hide his true feelings. And as we talk I crumple inside, all the while remaining composed. He has hid these feelings for years and never intended to tell, forcing me into a life that wasn't quite right, not quite real. Yet am not a possession but a person, a person with autonomy, entitled to know the truth so that I may self direct and make choices. Now I know, now I die, so that perhaps tomorrow I may live.