literature

My Mother Was Fat

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My mother was
more than the pounds
she stuffed into a one piece swimsuit,
More than the stretch marks
she tried to hide,
She was more than curves
and constant echoes of
"I'm too fat in this."

My mother had short black hair
and a distaste for dresses
She loved animals and riding bikes
and getting on the ferris wheel at the fair.
She had laughter and smiles
and caring for the lost souls
in this cold, hard world

My mother was fat
And it was fat she saw
reflected in a swimming pool
Not compassion or strength,
or a daughter's watching eyes
and listening ears

I have rolls and
I try to hide them with push up bras
and sarcasm.
I look in the mirror, whisper
"I'm too fat in this."
Then I fold my hands over my stomach,
arch my back,
and hope no one notices
that I look just like my mother
And my mother was fat. She died when I was in 4th grade and it would be an insult to her to say otherwise because it would be a lie. She wasn't obese. She wasn't ill from it. But she was bigger than the norm and she was bigger than I am now. 

And I don't want to hear a single person tell me I'm pretty or that I'm not fat. This isn't about that. If you can't see anything in this other than begging for compliments and you think that's what this is about then move on. This deviation isn't for you.
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DixieRamone's avatar
... with wisdom that transcends youthful years.