About Addy’s Mama | A Poem

About Addy's Mama

She stumbled more than she walked,

she slurred when she talked.

She had a hitch in her hip

from that time she gave the slip

to the cops while she was drunk around

Old Man’s Holler.

She ran so fast,

as fast as her young piece of ass.

The old folks say

That’s the day

She got knocked up.

Stomach heavy, hips wide,

Baby laying her low

Her green eyes shone

like jealousy, money and avarice

She was convinced the source of

her power rested in the apex of her thighs

where she grudgingly pushed me out.

Her resentment hung heavy and slow,

Always simmering under the surface

Until it blew,

staining the ceiling with her

Black sludge of anger.

When she left this world,

I felt freer than I’d ever felt.

Unencumbered, my life finally my own.

Weight of her expectations,

her lies lifted.

But now, I’m still trying to figure out

who I am.

Sorting through the rumble of personality

she’d left.

She wanted to be king,

Without the headaches it brings.

Trying to shine brighter than the sun,

A bad ending is the only thing she won.



This poem was written in for reasons. One: as a response to The Reverie Journal’s prompt this week “Say Goodbye.” I also wrote this as a bit of a character sketch for Addie’s mom in my novel that I’m working on, “Bloodroses and Honeysuckles.” She is not alive in the novel, however, you can see she definitely has influence over Addie’s life.


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2 Responses to About Addy’s Mama | A Poem

  1. Nice, Tamara! Love the imagery, feels powerful and gritty!! Excellent!!

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