Insults by Mark Tulin
INSULTS BY MARK TULIN I collect insults Like rare stamps And paste them To my book Of forgiveness. When myContinue Reading
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As I placed the donation pile into a large garbage bag for Goodwill, a flood of emotions hit meContinue Reading
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Confession Sunday Some years ago I was in Washington, D.C. with my ex-wife touring all the museums and sights.Continue Reading
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His memories live in his worn out woolen blankets, full of holes and frayed at the edges. His dreamsContinue Reading
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The doctor pointed to the monitor and did a play-by-play description of the movement of the tube. Nurse LindaContinue Reading
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