The Final Judgement
version 2
Judgement
The old woman’s eyes,
milky as opals,
were set in a brown face, dry
and creviced as nut meat.
She patted the pine box
before it was lifted,
spat a string of tobacco,
and squinted at God.
version 1
A Story
The old woman’s eyes,
as milky as opals,
were set in a brown face as dry
and creviced as nut meat.
She patted the pine box
before it was lifted,
spat a string of tobacco,
and squinted at God.
Last edited by Jim Ramsey; 03-27-2025 at 02:26 PM.
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