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persistent ache of baby teeth

The title is a nod to Dali’s “Persistence of Memory” and a line in an Andrea Gibson poem (the past, so present, you can feel your baby teeth).

The meaning is two-fold. One: no matter how far you go in your healing journey, the past still lives within you like a phantom limb waiting to creep back at any moment if you’re not diligent. Two: holding onto childlike wonder and limitless dreaming is paramount to happiness.


Through a rigorous examination of the age-old question “Who am I?” we open ourselves up to repairing our relationships with one another and ourselves.

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