Poetry

Steam Vent Vapors | Mark Tulin – Whispers and Echoes

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/

Author, poet, short story writer from Santa Barbara, California. I write about a variety of topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia, to my years as a family therapist, and finally to my soul-searching present in California. These are narratives that may have a humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry and stories resonate with you.

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

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

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