This little lady was at the market struttin' her stuff and selling her goods; lots of good fruit. She was walking along a tall icy glass of tea on a box containing tea bags. I couldn't see her right away. I had to look deeply into the cool, sweaty glass of tea so sweetly airbrushed. I wonder what the artist would think of the art I've found within and beyond his.
Sorry I was late with this month's blog entry. I was busy working on the formatting of my book, Marine Tigers: A NewyoRican Story, which will be out soon. I'll let you know.
Thursday, June 8, 2017
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