There are babies.
There are toddlers.
And then there is…
Goosifer.
Patron saint
of empty cupboards,
unfolded laundry,
and absolutely refusing
to come when called.
She believes
the word “no”
is merely
the beginning
of a negotiation.
She climbs.
She investigates.
She steals.
She smiles.
She has never once
looked guilty.
Only impressed
with herself.
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