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Dat Buggah Ma Fadda (Part 3)

Published by HOMELESSINHONOLULU | Sunday, September 02, 2018 8:10 PM


100 words for September


Dat Buggah Ma Fadda (Part 1)


"So what da buggah said?"
ma madda asked afta
ma fadda dropped me off.

"About what?"

"About what?" she said,
mocking me. "How about
what he promised fo pay
me in child support?

About what?

How about what he owes
me for trowing one brick
tru my windshield?"

She sat at the table looking
out da window, her eyes
neva looking at mine.

I always hated when she
brought him up.

Even yeas afta, wen I
taught she wen foget him
longtime already, she
go, out of da blue,

"Dat buggah was one
real piece of shit
I tell you."



Dat Buggah Ma Fadda (Part 2)


I neva saw ma fadda
trow da concrete brick
true da windshield of
ma madda's cah

but was obvious wen
I wen come home from
school an wen see da
brick laying on her dash

dea must have been
plenny angah, plenny
violence fo lodge da brick
halfway true da glass.

Ma madda could do
dat to one man, drag
her finganails true da
chalkboard of his back.

She wen leave da brick
like dat for days an den
wen call all her friends
fo checkom out.

"Imagine driving around
town wit dat!" she would
say, an everyone
would laugh.



Dat Buggah Ma Fadda (Part 3)


When I was small
ma fadda moved us
to one small town fo
make one new life.

He really moved us
so he could be wit
his new fling.

Ma madda neva knew
til was too late.

Da night she found
out, she came home
smelling like cigarettes
and booze.

I could hear her
sobbing in her room.

I opened da door
and saw her laying
naked in bed, crying.

I wanted fo comfort
her but I neva knew
wat fo do since she
no mo clothes.

All I did was stand dea
quietly as she cried
herself to sleep.



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