HoneySugaSweet Musings: “I’m Taking My -Ish!”


*This piece was inspired by Ntozake Shange’s “Somebody Walked Off…” from For Colored Girls Who Considered Suicide When Rainbows Were Enuf (pg. 49).  When I read the original piece after my break-up 7 months ago, I realized someone(s) had walked off with all of me.  The break-up was not unexpected.  The feeling that I wasn’t “me” anymore came as a big surprise. I gave away so much of myself not only to my ex but a few other ex-boyfriends.  But those former beaus didn’t take my stuff.  I willingly gave it away.  This poem is me willingly taking back my stuff !*

I’m taking back my shit

Yeah, that’s right

Call me Break-in Betty, Strong-Arm Sarah, Lockpickin’ Lucy

HELL! The name doesn’t matter

Because I’m taking back all my shit!

Not asking, begging, pleading

And damn fo’ sure not negotiating to get my stuff back

I’ve been confused and conflicted for WAY too long

Sobbing over my missing things

Lookin’ at my face on the milk carton wondering, “Who stole me? I wasn’t theirs to take!”

Today, I’m reclaiming and repossessing

Going to all the brothas that walked off with my stuff

And snatchin’ my shit BACK!

Grabbing me back

Gathering those fragmented pieces I recklessly left unguarded

Recreating the old me

Fashioning her into a new me that has always existed

I’m taking my pride, ego, flaws, time, back fat, big thighs, sunshine, laughter, ugly photo-taking face, tenderness, authenticity, prettiness, spirit, love…

MY EVERYTHING!

You! Mr. “I love you!” Mr. “You’re the one for me!”

I’m taking my shit, sir

The children you wanted me to mother

The wife you wanted me to be

The lover you never knew existed but knew existed for you

The lover you couldn’t inspire in me

The gift you couldn’t care for in the present

The facsimiles of my love you recklessly transposed on new thefts

I’m taking all that back!

Selfish bastards walking away with my shit

Hmph! I’m taking it back with vengeance

Passionately restoring the “me” I neglected to protect

Loving her the way I should’ve demanded

And when I get my shit back

Oh, because I’m going to get it back!

My fractured, fragile pieces aren’t going into a lock box

How selfish of me would that be?

Taking my stuff and hiding it away?

No! My recreated, redesigned, refashioned self will be on full global display

A touring exhibition of freedom, passion, and love

A collage of stolen and reclaimed moments called “Me.”

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7 responses to “HoneySugaSweet Musings: “I’m Taking My -Ish!”

  1. Well!! You heard it fellas; she’s taking her shit back, and aint nothing you can do about it! J, take yo shit and walk slowly away! Make those hips twirk, and make those thighs clap loud; make the$ remember what they’ll always miss … 🙂

    James

  2. I am soooo into this. I need to take my shit back #STAT!

  3. I like that!! Nice. BTW I came across your blog from the #31dayreset challenge. I am finding so many interesting women who share my same thoughts and views on life. This is so cool!!!

    • Stacy! Great to meet you! Glad that you enjoyed this post. This poem is a part of the challenge for me. As I’m resetting my life, I’m gathering up all the pieces of me that I let walk away. Look forward to more chats during the challenge!

  4. L.S., that poem spoke to me….nah….that poem screamed at me! I heard it loud and clear, “Get up and go get your stuff Yvette!!!” It’s been too damn long. Thanks for the wake up call.

  5. beautiful poem

  6. Not a male or female will probably be worth your entire weeping, and so the an individual who can be landedlonger allow you to scream.

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