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If your blade were as sharp as your tongue, you'd have sliced me through years ago.
SOME PEOPLE LIKE TO NIBBLE ON
THE INSIDES OF THEIR OWN CHEEKS.
IV'E SEEN AN OTHERWISE LOVELY GIRL
CONTORT HER FACE TO REACH A FAVORITE SPOT.
THERE ARE BIT LINES WHERE REPEATED NIPS
HAVE BUILT RIDGES OF SCAR TISSUE.
Fingering spots where they had been torn or punctured by boarhound teeth.
You with the tentacles, you're nicked!
Snatched away like socks glommed off the sale table at Wal-Mart, dog treat snapped up by an eager German Sheppard, mouse picked off the lawn by a swooping owl.
I stabbed a piece of broccoli like it owed me money.
A cut. That's what I felt. Words can cut, slice, like a razor.
Like a predator about to devour the target.
Like a man made after supper of a cheese-paring: when a' was naked, he was, for all the world, like a forked radish, with a head fantastically carved upon it with a knife.
Slightly whittled, sharper, but it is still a question. In time it will be sharp enough to impale the answer.
Fangs out? Check. Claws sharp? Check. Plan? Plan? What plan? I'm making this up as I go.
It is not elegant to gnaw Indian corn. The kernels should be scored with a knife, scraped off into the plate, and then eaten with a fork. Ladies should be particularly careful how they manage so ticklish a dainty, lest the exhibition rub off a little desirable romance.
I am dying. Please ... bring me a toothpick.
Vampires, real vampires, didn't nibble on the necks of nubile young virgins. They tore people to pieces and sucked the blood out of the chunks.
You stupefied me. We waxed,
Carnivores, late and alight
In the beaded winter. All was ominous, luminous.
The arms, legs, and torso with head were dragged away in sections as the children were captivated by the drama, zealously chewing their candies with sticky teeth.
A Stone Crow's axe is always sharp, and Shagga's axes are sharpest of all. Once I cut off a man's head, but he did not know it until he tried to brush his hair. Then it fell off." "Is that why you never brush yours?" The Stone Crows roared and stamped their feet, Shagga hooting loudest of all.
Battle, n., A method of untying with the teeth a political knot that would not yield to the tongue.
Famine was a dirty bitch with rotten fangs, but the hunger she put in a belly bit sharp nonetheless.
Don't chew your worries, your fear, or your anger. If you chew your planning and your anxiety, it's difficult to feel grateful for each piece of food. Just chew your food.
Purled and meandering lines drawn by knives; brain and bone exposed by stones; the rope still digging at his throat.
Meanwhile, we stooped and picked the sharp plants,
Teeth hadst thou in thy head when thou wast born,
To signify thou camest to bite the world.
Last time I saw a mouth like that, it had a hook in it.
If I see something saggin', baggin', or draggin', I'm gone have it nipped, tucked, or sucked!
You gotta be really careful what you bite off. Don't bite off more than you can chew. It's a dangerous world.
Had decided what to do, which was to smile like the morning sun with a knife in its teeth.
My mouth was too large, my eyes turned out, and my legs mere toothpicks.
Krawg's vulturebeak nose twitched in the middle of the few undisciplined whiskers that grew where a mustache did not.
I was helplessly captured; and hopelessly enraptured.
I just bonked a werewulf on the noggin. Jeez.
His eyes went to predatory mode, following my every movement. The gold flecks in his eyes gleamed.
I was going to have to burn him again. I could see it in his eyes.
Were-cats and their constant need to poke and bat at things.
I'd been chasing females all my life, not paying no mind to the fact that whatever's got tail at one end has teeth at the other, and now I was getting chomped.
Lord help me take the knife out of my back and not place it on my tongue.
Pointed teeth would give one an appearance of ferocity," he said, tapping a straight white tooth. "Although that might require one to follow through with biting someone from time to time, and the thought is enough to make one feel ill. I don't even like my meat cooked rare.
Put not your Knife to your mouth unless it be to eat an Egge.
Some weasel took the cork out of my lunch.
With my teeth
I have seized life
Upon the knife of my youth.
With my lips today,
With my lips alone ...
Someone's magic was cleaving.
EAT, v.i. To perform successively (and successfully) the functions of mastication, humectation, and deglutition.
These kissed life on the mouth - and were eaten.
The creature who arrived at your door, having bitten the hand that fed him all along, would not hesitate to sink his teeth into your flesh once he was inside.
Mouth cat's-cradled with filaments of gleaming cheese.
Beastly things, teeth. Give us trouble from the cradle to the grave.
You've got food stuck in your teeth," Vee told
Marcie. "In the crack between your two front teeth.
Looks like chocolate Ex-Lax ...
Claws grabbed his head from behind, curving round his face, serrated talons gouging into his eyes
Ground, impaled on the trunk of a tree that has been shaved down to the point of
I had teeth that stuck out so far, I used to eat other kids' candy bars by accident.
When your tongue is sharp enough to slice a rock. How
My eyes were still closed when Damian grabbed my left hand, forced it palm-down on the cutting board and WHAM! He severed the tip of my pinky finger off, sliced the top third - nail, bone and all - clean off,
Had been poked and stabbed and poisoned for years, and still I trod on.
On Accidentally Eating Dog Treats
Snausages? I've been eating dog treats? Why the fuck would you put them on the counter where the rest of the food is? Fuck it, they're delicious. I will not be shamed by this.
There were no words, and no movements but the tearing of teeth and claws.
Edible - good to eat and wholesome to digest, as a worm to a toad, a toad to a snake, a snake to a pig, a pig to a man, and a man to a worm.
be careful of monsters with teeth
Began to tear at it - not as a creature that eats earth and grass, but as if it were eating a curtain or a piece of scenery with the world painted on it.
His eyebrows drew together. He was perilously close to unibrow; I guess nobody had held him down and administered a good plucking to the caterpillar climbing across his forehead.
I am a Gordian knot. Don't unravel, just slice.
I bashed myself. I cut myself. I caught on fire. I fell: I had been myopically focused on peeling garlic, and hadn't noticed a bin of beef at my feet until I walked into it.
With Gnaw I was thinking about traditional sculpture, about carving. I was also interested in figurative sculpture. I put those two ideas together and decided that rather than describing the body, I would use the body, my body, as a tool for making art.
A drunkard clasp his teeth and not undo 'em,
To suffer wet damnation to run through 'em.
Yes, I'm a mouse. Squeak, squeak. Now shoo-shoo back to your little bug friends, said Rirped, picking up a hunk of dried beef. He tore a off a piece with his teeth and noticed Boots hadn't moved. He pulled back his lips to reveal a row of jagged teeth and gave her a sharp hiss.
cooked alive or forced to eat the severed ears from their own heads
I took the right sow by the ear.
And as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came! One, two! One, two! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back.
Desperation's heated breath singed my neck, its jagged teeth prepared to devour my flesh. Poverty growled too, waiting its turn, famished yet patient, a beast that dined on the bones of men.
I would gnaw, gnaw at myself with my teeth, inwardly, secretly, tear and suck at myself until the bitterness finally turned into some shameful, accursed sweetness.
Celery, raw,
Develops the jaw
I had bitten into my tongue, and I either had to spit or swallow. I swallowed. No comments, please.
looked like a toothless walnut.
It is disgusting to pick your teeth; what is vulgar is to use a gold toothpick.
Your words are teeth. And they eat me alive. Feed on my corpse instead.
Nigger-eye
Berries cast dark
Hooks --
Black sweet blood mouthfuls,
Shadows.
With your little claws, Lolita.
I and my pupil dined
People were animals, and animals were nothing but teeth. You bit first, and you bit often. That was the only way to survive.
You were cut?" "Yeah, but I'm okay. Just a little sore." Devilishness shined in Malik's eyes. "What was the weapon again? Paring knife? Melon baller?" He squeezed his thumb and forefinger together. "One of those cinnamon-flavored toothpicks?
Are you eating it? Or is it eating you?
The fangs of a bear, and the tusks of a wild boar, do not bite worse and make deeper gashes than a goose-quill sometimes; no, not even the badger himself, who is said to be so tenacious of his bite that he will not give over his hold till he feels his teeth meet and the bones crack.
He that has cut the claws of the lion will not feel quite secure until he has also drawn his teeth.
Kitten got claws and then some
I jounced the limb.
Blade, she thought. I swallowed it; now cuts my loins forever. Punishment. Married to a Jew and shacking up with a German assassin. She felt tears again in her eyes, boiling. For all I have committed. Wrecked. 'Let's go,' she said, rising to her feet. 'The hairdresser.
You look like the cat that ate the canary."
"As a vegetarian, I object to that metaphor."
Scout grinned teethily at me. "As a carnivore, I object to your pickines. Now spill the goods."
-Scout and Lily
The poor morsel of food only whetted desire.
Shoveling food into his mouth. Thoughts came fluently, cogently:
I scraped my heel against this black claw: I wanted to peel off some of the bark. For no reason at all, out of defiance, to make the bare pink appear absurd on the tanned leather: to play with the absurdity of the world. But, when I drew my heel back, I saw that the bark was still black.
In the evening of that day, after completing my preparations, I supped on the remaining portions of the sloth, not suitable for preservation, roasting bits of fat on the coals and boiling the head and bones into a broth; and after swallowing the liquid I crunched the bones and sucked the marrow ...
One day a girl is going to cut out your tongue," Kitten told him.
"If she does it with her teeth, I'm surprisingly okay with that.
watermelon cut in half and it was
sampled the tasty food until, appetites sated,
The moment he'd wrapped his fingers around her wrist, she'd toed the edge of a cliff. The second his fangs had pierced her flesh she'd toppled over. Flying. Lost to sensation. Spellbound by the male who devoured her.
count, and it was gnawing at him. When
When he spoke, his words seared through the air like so many knives, clipped as topiary, crisp as biscuits.
The ghouls leered at her, unbreathing, their flesh crisply necrotic like rice paper pressed over old oozing wounds.
I'd managed to bite a very large hole in the side of my tongue before they could pry my teeth apart. By all evidence, and there's no denying it, that thing I had on the set was a fit.
GAWKING IS A LOOK stronger than a stare. The gawk was full of brazen curiosity, pity, and fear, every unattractive human emotion rolled into one unflattering facial expression.
We might knit that knot with our tongues that we shall never undo with our teeth.
The beast lunged forward and grabbed up two townsfolk in its gaping maw. It munched down on them, extinguishing their screams in an instant. Blood oozed past its teeth and down its chin as it swallowed.
We got teeth of a man but appetite of a lion!