There is the tooth brush ambush. She understood. Spacings of splash flood her breathing. His shoulders suggest understatement. The flat of the blade smashed the garlic. Veined paper flies. Peel sticks to skin. The mashed cloves will be minced. How many times had the tongue to adjust? The pesto the other tongue had captured receded in the scrape of nut piece next to gum and tooth. A particle loosened by thumb is poked to an ache kneaded movement.