by Mark Tulin December 29, 2017 3 Poetry Poem: Oil Change by Mark Tulin Relaxing under the chassis, hand holding wrench, grease dripping down into the pan. With each oil change, he feels aContinue Reading
by Mark Tulin December 23, 2017 4 Poetry Poem: Bold Typeface Lips by Mark Tulin When I pick up a copy of your hardcover Making sure the dust cover is intact I gently open yourContinue Reading
by Mark Tulin December 12, 2017 8 Poetry Poem: Burnt Almond Sky by Mark Tulin It’s been a week now. Still surrounded by wildfires in Santa Barbara. The sky keeps changing colors. The sun, whenContinue Reading
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