Poetry

Steam Vent Vapors | Mark Tulin – Whispers and Echoes

by Mark Tulin
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The homeless guy I pass on my way to work has a collection bowl between his legs, looking up with teary eyes, saying the good lord is watching over me as the steam vent vapors rise in February…
— Read on whispersandechoesmag.home.blog/2021/01/04/steam-vent-vapors-mark-tulin/

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About Mark Tulin

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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3 comments on “Steam Vent Vapors | Mark Tulin – Whispers and Echoes”

  1. Liz Gauffreau
    January 4, 2021

    I sad, understated little poem. I like it a lot.

    Reply

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