Fiction

“Tom Sawyer’s Widow”

by

P.E. Tottenham

Powdered white

And pouting face

Dressed in black

Her skin with lace

Dog’s in the back

Unfed in the leaves

With no one perched

In the goddamn eaves

(Roped in the back…)

She’s barren of seed

“The rogue & the bastard!

He promised to me!”

Up into town

To thee Spekey Sea

(Dog’s on the rope.

His neck to break free…)

Sawyer’s in the wagon

His face like yellow wax.

Tom Sawyer’s whitewashed widow

Her lightning panic attacks:

“I’ll kill me Becky Thatcher

With thee backyard chicken axe!”

(Featured It Girl: Evelyn Nesbit)

©2017 Teagown

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