her refrigerator is empty
so she shows up after work
at our house
and eats my plate of food
(since I wasn't there to claim it)
she drinks some wine
and I hear her laughter from
upstairs.
she asks me to go shopping
with her to fill up her refrigerator,
and I go, happily, actually
because there is nothing like
spending time with your daughter
even if she does eat your dinner.
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