Poem: Tattoo Man by Mark Tulin

The man with a thousand tattoos

Shuffles up and down State Street

Clothed in a colorful bodysuit

A skeletal but striking canvas on display

He can’t sing or dance

Not even a circus performer

But he’s a moving work of fragmented art

A homeless collection of ink and poetry

The focal point of a tourist wielding a digital camera

A stick figure riding a bike under the full moon

Daddy-long-legs with full-body-tats in broad daylight.

I am an author, poet, humorist, and short story writer from Palm Springs, California. I write about various topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia to my years as a family therapist and finally to my soul-searching in California. These are poetic narratives that may have humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry and stories resonate with you.

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