{"id":1844,"date":"2006-05-24T04:31:00","date_gmt":"2006-05-24T04:31:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/2006\/05\/24\/heaven-feels-like-teeth\/"},"modified":"2006-05-24T04:31:00","modified_gmt":"2006-05-24T04:31:00","slug":"heaven-feels-like-teeth","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/2006\/05\/24\/heaven-feels-like-teeth\/","title":{"rendered":"heaven feels like teeth"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/foxtongue\/135269354\/\" title=\"Photo Sharing\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/static.flickr.com\/55\/135269354_5624affcce.jpg\" width=\"327\" height=\"500\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><\/div>\n<p><i>I think part of me is disintegrating. Today came another anonymous letter. Reading it, a surge of sharp sorrow welled in my chest and threatened my eyes. With the last line, I felt on the verge of a revelation, as if this time, instead of the word Love, the letter would be signed.<\/i><\/p>\n<p>Treasured Jhayne,<\/p>\n<p>Once upon a yesterday, when waves<br \/>\nwhispered secrets that seashells never<br \/>\ntell, the man in the moon appeared behind<br \/>\nyou in the mirror. &#8220;I can tell you a<br \/>\nstory, of the girl who gave away a stone<br \/>\nheart and died without it,&#8221; he said.<br \/>\n&#8220;Sounds like a sad story,&#8221; you replied.<br \/>\n&#8220;All stories are sad,&#8221; he said. &#8220;They all<br \/>\nend, don&#8217;t they?&#8221; &#8220;What about happily-<br \/>\never-after?&#8221; you asked. The man in the moon<br \/>\nsmiled and touched the reflection of your<br \/>\nhair. &#8220;There&#8217;s happily, and there&#8217;s after,&#8221;<br \/>\nhe said, &#8220;but I am too much like the<br \/>\nmoon herself to promise<br \/>\nanything forever.&#8221;<br \/>\nYour reflection<br \/>\nwhispered, &#8220;Promise<br \/>\nme a story then.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>X <\/p>\n<p>Love<\/p>\n<p><i>Previous letters: <a href=\"http:\/\/porphyre.livejournal.com\/484742.html\">one &#038; two<\/a>, <a href=\"http:\/\/porphyre.livejournal.com\/485813.html\">three<\/a>, <a href=\"http:\/\/porphyre.livejournal.com\/486630.html\">four &#038; five &#038; six<\/a>, <a href=\"http:\/\/porphyre.livejournal.com\/489159.html\">seven<\/a>, <a href=\"http:\/\/porphyre.livejournal.com\/492824.html\">eight<\/a>.<\/i><\/p>\n<p><b>reminder: today, wednesday, may 25th, birthday all-you-can-eat fondue, $10, the capstone tea &#038; fondue, (1118 Denman), 7:30 onward.<\/b><\/p>\n<p>Who are you, writer?  I am divided. Your name would menace my loneliness, but shatter the mystery. Where are your stories going? Every ur-fable steps closer to me, who I am, the way I speak. My words are quoted through these like scattered rain on a lake. That last line, that last line is vividly <i>mine<\/i>. The shape of those words slots onto my tongue every time I love someone. You mention my hair in such a way that I think you have touched it, that you have spoken with me, that I have held your hand and grasped it tightly. I was beginning to be afraid there would be no more letters, that the terrifying intimacy had ended, but you sent again a letter, one so awful and personal that it scares me and I&#8217;m glad. These are magic and magic is not meant to be safe.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I think part of me is disintegrating. Today came another anonymous letter. Reading it, a surge of sharp sorrow welled in my chest and threatened my eyes. With the last line, I felt on the verge of a revelation, as if this time, instead of the word Love, the letter would be signed. Treasured Jhayne, &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/2006\/05\/24\/heaven-feels-like-teeth\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;heaven feels like teeth&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[665,664,94,636,743,663,373],"class_list":["post-1844","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-anonymous","tag-anonymous-letters","tag-letters","tag-love-letters","tag-man-on-the-moon","tag-mystery","tag-mythology"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1844","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1844"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1844\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1844"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1844"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1844"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}