Belief
I came much closer to believing in
the tooth fairy than I did in Santa
or God. Santa just brought presents
and was a ploy of my conniving
parents. God was pretty much the same
except he never brought presents.
I leaned toward Jesus and the Easter bunny
like I leaned toward lamb and chocolate,
but in the end, the tooth fairy won out.
I had put this odd currency from inside
of my mouth under my pillow and
in the morning it had been replaced
by a cold, hard dime. Sometimes I
would put the dime in my mouth.