Poem: Balancing Life by Mark Tulin
I teeter in one foggy moment. The waves come on either side. I tell myself to widen my stance,Continue Reading
I teeter in one foggy moment. The waves come on either side. I tell myself to widen my stance,Continue Reading
He was senile as my Aunt called it, didn’t know my name or who was president. Yet, he battledContinue Reading
I see brick row houses lined up evenly on a street, squished together, one street after another. A seaContinue Reading
I am a pushover. I let people call themselves my friends. Give clowns and vagabonds permission to insult me, stompContinue Reading
Enter quiet, enter peace. I need a refuge. I’m so weak and vulnerable. The sunlight blinds my eyes. IContinue Reading
If you take a hike from the mountaintop and follow the spiraling mist downhill you’ll come across an ancientContinue Reading