Whack the steering wheel
Bryce Angell crafts a poem about his old Chevy Silverados.
The dreaded tax
Bryce Angell crafts a poem about his disdain for paying taxes.
Lop eared Jasper
Bryce Angell's pack mule, Jasper, is cursed with the wonkiest ears as the result of an unfortunate kick to the head.
12-of-10
Bryce Angell recalls the unconventional help his cousin Jerry gave him when he was learning to shoot a rifle.
My Father’s Saddles
Bryce Angell crafts a poem about the significants of his father's saddles to him.
Moose amore
Bryce Angell crafts a poem about mistaking moose courting for a bear.
Britches in a dither
Bryce Angell's tries to get his money's worth from a new pair of jeans.
Saved by the smell
Bryce Angell shares the tale of a stinky ride home after four days of camping and riding and no showers.
The buckin’ barrel
Bryce Angell fell victim to a family legacy in the rodeo and had to prove himself on the buckin' barrel.
Don’t burn the beef
Cowboy poet Bryce Angell writes about the exquisite experience of eating a good steak that's cooked just right.
