Monday, April 14, 2008

White Pointers

I hide behind the smile as best I can, displaying canines and erupting with laughter, winking charm and handshakes, jokes and bravado.

Inside I quake with every interaction, I'm trembling with fear and praying my voice doesn't quaver and betray the me inside, amazed and terrified by the world outside.

I flash my teeth and pretend everything's O.K.