18. mangoes are my favorite metaphor

mangoes are my favorite metaphor 
​for being a daughter who
doesn't listen
thin skinned, sweet, but messy
doesn't bruise with impact 
absorbs the blow like she expected it 
never argue with her
she gets between all your teeth and won't let go
you'll smell like her for hours after
it is always this way with mangoes.
easy to break into, hard to escape from
she'll turn you into a regretful thief
or disappointed mother
heavy on the branch with misleading weight
couldn't fill a stomach like an apple would
mostly seed
mostly promise
still unseen

dining table. new york, usa.