Flash Fiction: Liver Flavored Treats by Mark Tulin
Rudy eyeballed me but didn’t respond. Instead, he puffed out his furry cheeks as if to say, “I don’tContinue Reading
Rudy eyeballed me but didn’t respond. Instead, he puffed out his furry cheeks as if to say, “I don’tContinue Reading
I put you on a pedestal while I wore rags and slept in the park I thought you flew withContinue Reading
Bessie the Cow’s son, Billy moved out of the meadow on Wednesday. No longer a calf he grew tired ofContinue Reading
The holy man scares me He teeters on the edge of light and darkness of right and wrong of truthContinue Reading
For the print version of this poem and commentary, check out my LetterPile article called Poetic Flashback: Vinyl on Sunset.Continue Reading
A different version of the poem on Pencliff. The taco carnitas beckons me with mouth wide open. It says, comeContinue Reading






