Momma Said Be Nice by Chris Kads

One Poem Only · Dec 8, 2025 · 2m

Momma Said Be Nice Chris KadsThis poem was originally published in Blood+Honey Lit mag and is being republished with SHINE International Poetry Series.You don’t expect to serve mashed potatoes and steak for breakfast. Don’t expect to find urine in a tub or to have sympathy for the assaulter who pissed in it. I’ve learned to let expectations fly like ashes. When the men retire so do the rules instilled by their mothers. They’ll swim in the deep end of the pool, tiptoe into the kitchen, sneak a cookie after bedtime. I know now that two things can be true at once. That the mush can be…