Ode to Tony Soprano

I.


Tony in the pool with the baby ducks. 


Tony tells Meadow, “There is no mafia.”


Tony calls his goomar on a payphone.


Tony jaywalks with a cigar in his mouth. 


Tony looks up at a flock of birds. 


Tony tails an SUV. 


Tony checks for a pulse. 


Tony braces himself on the bathroom sink.


Tony shakes Prozac out of the bottle. 


Tony changes a flat tire, tells Anthony Jr, “Watch and learn.”


Tony tells Dr. Melfi, “You are what you are.”


Tony asks the school counselor if it’s a disease, to fidget. 


Tony on the elliptical watching a WWII documentary. 


Tony piles ice cream scoops into a salad bowl. 


Tony retrieves cash from the air vent. 


Tony watches a mafia expert answer questions on the news. 


Tony at the Bada Bing eating sfogliatelle.


Tony asks Christopher if he’s ever thought of suicide. 


Tony tells Dr. Melfi to stick it up her ass. 


Tony at the kitchen table eating last night’s ziti. 


Tony hosts Meadow’s soccer coach at the Bing. 


Tony makes a stranger take his hat off in the restaurant. 

Tony eats cold cuts in front of the fridge. 


Tony slaps the espresso cup off the table. 


Tony smokes in front of Satriele’s butcher shop. 


Tony so drunk he drops to the floor, tells Carmela, “I didn’t hurt nobody.” 


Tony helps Pussy down the brothel stairs.


Tony asks Dr. Melfi what kind of mental stuff causes a “bad back.” 


Tony demands proof the Feds flipped Pussy. 


Tony tells Paulie, “I’ve been walking into walls all week.” 


Tony grabs Paulie’s face: “We need to be 110% sure.”


Tony outside the Bing watching semis whip down the turnpike. 


Tony tailed by assassins on the way to the donut shop. 


Tony enters the donut shop and disappears into Montclair Physicians Suites. 


Tony tells Dr. Melfi, “I don’t feel nothing. Nothing. Dead.” 


Tony’s eyes wide, in bed at 7pm. 


Tony shot at while holding a gallon of orange juice. 


Tony passed out in the driver’s seat, head laying on the horn. 


Tony flips the glass coffee table in Dr. Melfi’s office. 


Tony puts his shirt in the washer before he enters the marriage bed. 


Tony confronts Pussy on the front lawn in a bathrobe. 


Tony smokes a joint with Janice in the backyard.


Tony barks at Carm, “I’ve been in a good mood lately!” 


Tony carries Uncle Junior like a bride across the threshold. 


II.


Tony cradles your face with both hands. 


Tony smacks his bowl of Honeycombs off the counter. 


Tony makes routine hospital visits. 


Tony tells Richie, “I’m the motherfucking fuckin’ one who calls the shots.”


Tony rips the rotary phone off the wall. 


Tony never notices his son. 


Tony tells Richie, “There’s men in the can better looking than my sister.” 


Tony learns his father also had chronic panic attacks. 


Tony tells his goomar to stop feeding the ducks junk food. 


Tony yells, “A family of mallards lived in my pool for two fuckin’ months!”


Tony glares at his dinner guests. 


Tony chuckles at overheard screams. 


Tony and the kind of man he respects: “Gary Cooper, the strong silent type.”


Tony handles a debt at the family funeral. 


Tony avoids his mother at the family funeral. 


Tony hugs Pussy, AJ’s sponsor, at his confirmation party. 


Tony hugs Pussy, who wears a wire to AJ’s confirmation party.


Tony at Christopher’s bedside asking, “How can this happen?”


Tony tells Dr. Melfi, “We’re soldiers. Soldiers kill other soldiers.”


Tony walks away. 


Tony asks Pussy to hand him a gun. 


Tony empties his clip in the punk who shot Christopher. 


Tony tells Furio to use the meat grinder.


Tony asks Pussy if he believes in God. 


Tony tells Carm he’ll stop cheating. 


Tony lies and lies and lies. 


Tony bribes AJ with a new fishing rod. 


Tony tells Dr. Melfi, “Give me life. Give me the chair. Whatever they fuckin’ want.”


Tony as we’ve never seen him: 


scared. 


Tony at his lawyer’s office with 400K in a duffle bag. 


Tony tells Meadow, “You’re all me. Nothing gets past you.”


Tony tells Dr. Melfi, “I don’t need any more psychiatry today.”


Tony’s vision blurs at the golf club. 


Tony passes out at the golf club. 


Tony’s pride when the pretty nurse says, “Losing weight wouldn’t hurt.” 


Tony helps Janice move furniture.


Tony tells Janice, “Take that settee and shove it up your ass.”


Tony tells his goomar, “Don’t start with the moody shit.”


Tony by the chemical plant under an umbrella.


Tony meets Uncle Junior at the cardiologist’s office. 


Tony tells Silvio, “Take care of it.”


Tony trips running out of his mother’s house. 



III.


Tony with five o’clock shadow.


Tony with his head in his hands. 


Tony’s smoke rings in the air. 


Tony complains about air trapped in his garment bag.


Tony with a sable coat for Carmela. 


Tony sees his victims in dreams.


Tony pours gasoline on himself, lights it. 


Tony startles awake: “It’s all a big nothing. Everything’s black.”


Tony in a fever dream. 


Tony in bed muttering, “I can’t get off the boardwalk.”


Tony shows up early to Pussy’s house. 


Tony says, “I got a call about a boat.” 


Tony on a boat with severe food poisoning. 


Tony asks Pussy, “When did they flip you?”


Tony says, “Don’t lie to me.”


Tony draws and cocks his gun. 


Tony fires into Pussy’s chest. 


Tony and his crew drag Pussy to the deck, drop him in the water.


Tony in the back of the boat as it speeds away. 


Tony at home watching Motown videos. 


Tony opens his door to an FBI search warrant. 


Tony perp-walked out of the kitchen. 


Tony in a jail cell the night before Meadow’s graduation.


Tony silent in therapy after posting bail. 


Tony poses for family photos at Meadow’s graduation party. 


Tony lifts a champagne flute for the photo.

Erin Little

Erin Little is a writer and editor originally from Dallas, TX. She is an MFA candidate at Louisiana State University, where she has served as editor-in-chief of the New Delta Review. Previously she was an editorial assistant at Penguin Random House. Her poems have appeared in Chestnut Review, HAD, Prelude, and The Shore. She loves The Sopranos a little too much. Find her online at eringlittle.com

Twitter/IG handle: @little__erin

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