I know that I should be kind

Judgement is never beneficial

I only see this snapshot

I don’t know about the rest of your day

Or week

Or life

What traumas and stresses and medical conditions might lurk

So I can’t label in one instant

I shouldn’t label anyway

We’re too complex to pin down to one tag

One word that defines us

I’ve been on the receiving end and it isn’t nice

There’s nothing productive

In being reductive

Just a moment to make yourself feel superior

A smug nugget

That sours as soon as it is consumed

I must draw on my maturity

To contain the impurity

That is building in my head.

Women should support women.

Mothers should support mothers.

But.

I mean.

Your kid.

Is being a bit of a prick.