by Ajaye Nic

Another outbreak hits the city and it’s my turn to wake with bleeding gums and no teeth. I ring the hotline, get hauled off for tests, and spend three days in Z-ward waiting for my new teeth to grow. It’s excruciating. No wonder babies do all that crying.

My new teeth are pearly white and pointed. Like a shark’s. The doctors say this is most unusual and I can choose to get them corrected, but I’m already fond of them. The doctors say there will be no ongoing side effects, but they’re wrong. I can feel it in my gills.


Ajaye Nic

Ajaye Nic lives in Australia and loves to write very short fiction. Her cat refuses to sit on her keyboard as she types, so Ajaye wonders if it really is a cat.

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