The ways in which we deal with anger

I brewed tea

in your grandma’s blue crystal pitcher,

setting it on the window sill

all day while I worked

until it was strong, deep

.

two spoons sugar

stirred into your glass

already sweating in the heat

before it languishes

barely tasted

on the counter

leaving watermarked rings

.

I take my tea

in hard, fast gulps

unsweetened

relishing slightly

the bitter aftertaste

lingering behind

then I rinse my cup

and put it away

So talk to me, baby ...

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