I miss mouths. I miss lips that purse. Teeth that bite lips. Tongues that stick out. I miss smiles, grimaces, jaw drops, flapping lips. It’s dull without smirks and puckers. A mouth is the opening of a container. I still see eyes that sparkle, widen, stare, avert, brighten, darken, and blink. Noses have gone away though… Continue reading Weird question headquarters