YouTube Poem: The Collector’s Hope by Mark Tulin
The hope and sadness of a hoarder’s life in a poem.
The hope and sadness of a hoarder’s life in a poem.
I close my eyes and listen to the sounds that crows make, serious and playful, graveling and intense; soundsContinue Reading
A short-haired black soul named Sidney is missing from my body. Sidney is a chubby soul in a feline bodyContinue Reading
You change when your mother dies. Life is a little askew like a picture that won’t hang straight or aContinue Reading
Lovers walking hip to hip, barefoot and dreamy, taking pictures with heart-shaped hands. Lovers cuddle on the sand, warmed byContinue Reading
The cubicle gets smaller over the years as I decorate it like a pseudo home with my children’s pictures, fakeContinue Reading






