Peaceful Best, a Poem by Mark Tulin
She feels grateful when she gazes toward the sky. Her life appears hopeful; the warmth of the sun comforts herContinue Reading
She feels grateful when she gazes toward the sky. Her life appears hopeful; the warmth of the sun comforts herContinue Reading
Each day, I chase things. It’s not my job, per se, but I find myself doing it by instinct andContinue Reading
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Birds gliding in pastel skies through foggy rainbows and friendly heavens. Gliding across a canvas of dreams.Continue Reading
I have a long list of critics and detractors who know where to find me. They know where my weaknessContinue Reading
Text version published in Degenerates: Voices for Peace, Homelessness Edition.






