The Outlaw . a poem by Alice B. Clagett

THE OUTLAW
A Poem by Alice B. Clagett
22 February 2018

 

My gut,
he would tout,
Is loaded
wit’ lead

That I can’t
be without

Why not?
They’d blurt out

And then
he would shout:

I’d rather be blud-
geoned than
take out that slug
and then wince
to the pinch
of a lynch mob’s
cinch

……….

Alice B. Clagett


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