Purple cow

Lerlene was a looker, the way the sun sparkled in er eyes and on er one good tooth.

Moll’s collection of work in this chapter takes the reader on a journey of typical man and all his dreams, sorrows, and joys. His works speaks to the struggles that each of us face each day.

It is always a thrill for me when I come across a new publication; moreover when I can actually get my hands on a copy of one. The stars must have been aligned correctly, for I was able to make the aquaintance of a very fine poet, Edward D. Nudelman.

Shantel Bolks attacks the strings of her Takamine Guitar with all the skill and craft of a master that has been playing for years.

The vocals are just as masterful and her country, folk style is mesmerizing in the way she executes each and every song on this album.

We have, in the palm of our hands, an opportunity of the greatest importance. Let us work together, let us not take away from one another, but build a collaborative network of Poets, Authors and Artists that, together, and united can truly make a change in our communities and neighborhoods.

Every once and a while, Lonnie and I id go down ta Old Woman creek and do us some catfishin.

Lonnie and I was out back a Cooper’s hardware store one day, lookin for scrap metal and such ta make us a few dollars over at the junk yard.

One night, Lonnie and I was out hootin it up on the town.

Then there are those who can pick up a camera and deliver stunning, articulate renderings.David Pizzoferrato is just that kind of Photographer.