Poem: Playing for Food by Mark Tulin
Sometimes I sit at the community piano downtown that’s set up in the middle of a busy sidewalk, andContinue Reading
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Poetry Chapbook Going to Print
Front and back covers to my poetry chapbook.
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
Poem: Crazy Like Grandpa by Mark Tulin
He was senile as my Aunt called it, didn’t know my name or who was president. Yet, he battledContinue Reading
Poem: Sea of Row Homes by Mark Tulin
I see brick row houses lined up evenly on a street, squished together, one street after another. A seaContinue Reading
Poetry: Bullies by Mark Tulin
I am a pushover. I let people call themselves my friends. Give clowns and vagabonds permission to insult me, stompContinue Reading
