My daughter shakes her limbs
and whines
why am I so mad
as though angry is a bug
that has crawled inside her
and she is trying to jiggle
it loose.
I tell her it’s a very wise question
and I remind her of that book
about feelings as guests
that come and go.
But she just yells that
her house is locked
and I’m not invited either.
So I make a mango shake
for the bug
who it turns out
doesn’t like mango
and we take turns drinking it
as the bug skulks off
without even
saying goodbye.
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