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Song of Childhood (1) by James Rodney Moorer "Knock, Knock" "Who's there?" "Devil with a pitchfork flyin through the a..

Nobody but Me by James Rodney Moorer When you look in that place way deep inside of you, that most secret of places hidden away from the daily ..

Dead Fish in the Tank by James Rodney Moorer It was like that, you know. All sittin' around, floating like dead dish, hoping and waiting, as if ..

Untitled 4: James Rodney Moorer She is the anchor that kept both the rock and the rooster in place. That rock didn't get swept away by current an..

James reflecting on a visit to Uncle Wilbur's affectinaley called Big Red

My brother James visiting our uncle Wilbur whom we called Big Red

An arresting homeless lady and how she got that way

A memory of my Grand Mother

Neda By Charles D. Moorer Desperate men in the name of religion doing desperate things have taken your life as surely as if they had pulled th..

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