flash fiction.

Flash Fiction: The Psychedelic Church by Mark Tulin/Letterpile.com

Featured photo by Mark Tulin. This picture was taken of wall art in Chino Canyon, Palm Springs.

“I was very unlike my Granny. I smoked pot, collected classic rock albums, and had a separate room to indulge. It was called the psychedelic church. Of course, I never showed Granny or my mother the psychedelic church because they wouldn’t understand. But one day, my Granny was curious.”

Click the link for the rest of The Psychedelic Church.

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.

2 comments on “Flash Fiction: The Psychedelic Church by Mark Tulin/Letterpile.com

  1. I really enjoyed your story!

  2. Oh that was too cute! Especially about George Harrison being the “savior”. Loved the last few lines too!

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