Poem: Dogs in Cars by Mark Tulin
Dogs in cars with sad faces. Hot, suffocating breath— Forever panting their agony. Restless, paws on the steering wheel, chewedContinue Reading
Dogs in cars with sad faces. Hot, suffocating breath— Forever panting their agony. Restless, paws on the steering wheel, chewedContinue Reading
When I was a little boy I looked out my bedroom window when it rained, snowed, or when the sunContinue Reading
It was Aunt Ida’s magical food, something that I thought she invented for the longest time. It was magicalContinue Reading
In the music of the day under the warm California sunshine, the rainbow birds, those orange-white-yellow Tropicals seem toContinue Reading
My life fades out Into a blank TV screen. Where life once was, Now there is a distant buzz, AnContinue Reading






