Poem: Teenagers of the Damned by Mark Tulin
Another version of this poem at Mark Tulin on Letterpile. The reading on YouTube. Buttered popcorn, milk chocolate GoobersContinue Reading
Another version of this poem at Mark Tulin on Letterpile. The reading on YouTube. Buttered popcorn, milk chocolate GoobersContinue Reading
At your graduation, I clapped when your name was called. I remembered how proud I was to receive thatContinue Reading
I have a garden full of baldheaded, bifocaled therapists with sofas, chairs and shelves of esoteric books. I water themContinue Reading
Growing older forces you to accept change, circumstances beyond your control. Nursing homes, microwave meals, arthritic fingers, feet soakedContinue Reading
I try to talk to him, but he never answers. There’s always a busy signal or a recording thatContinue Reading
On a quiet night, the old man smokes a stogie sitting on the porch. He can only watch theContinue Reading






