Tooth Fairy's Lament

Baby teeth, two of them loosening in her mouth force me to tears. How under prepared for the coming of age that will devour the entire night in a prayer to a god not visited since who knows when? A complication all along by the strangest of men who somehow believes himself impossibly responsible, sneaking in letters sans a return address… No way to respond. If one night she finds her good nature abused for the unfathomable, seems one of us might feel that terror again. The most selfish of bearers reckons that loss bites bone deep. Devours. Such little bones – how heavy.