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Slam Poetry: The Shamers by Mark Tulin
They gather assemble in dark rooms banquet halls and out-of-order bathroom stalls They judge you from their ivory towersContinue Reading
Poem: Double Espresso by Mark Tulin
Jesus with sunglasses walked into my favorite cafe with his disciples He wore Levi’s, the slim kind, and black untiedContinue Reading
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
Poem: Flew With Angels by Mark Tulin
I put you on a pedestal while I wore rags and slept in the park I thought you flew withContinue Reading
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