Growing Pain

Hostility’s perceptively reduced.
We see that 18 is a calmer age
than 16 was. Or maybe “calm” is loosed
with timely therapy. There is no gauge
available, but now the second’s juiced
by anger Mom can’t manage to assuage.
This middle kid was never harsh or mean
before, but recently achieved 16.

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