Their laughter once darted in and out of spaces just big enough to get syllables stuck. Words like ‘pre-teen’ and ‘puberty’ barely made it through. Glitter framed snap shots of pig tails and thick gums were slowly surrendered to a box under the bed. Their smiles were embarrassing secrets. Mouths that moved over smooth lined sentences clashed with childhood lisps. They were suddenly clamped shut, shuffled into a straight line. Their laughter is no longer the same.
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Object Relations 
And such a beautiful mystery to those of us who never had them.
I had them as a child & as an adult I’ve known a guy who had a braces fetish
Ahh, the very torturous journey from adolescence into maturity highlighted by the conformity of braces. Good writing.
Your writing is literally the best I’ve read on wordpress. I wish I could connect words like this.
Perhaps I’m simply feeling nostalgic, this is so good I want to read more.