Falling Snowflakes – Mark Tulin – The Cabinet of Heed
The old woman loved the falling snowflakes. They were big and sparkly and kept fluttering around her, distracting her fromContinue Reading
The old woman loved the falling snowflakes. They were big and sparkly and kept fluttering around her, distracting her fromContinue Reading
The parties occurred every weekend and had plenty of love and closeness. Often there were brass bands to enlivenContinue Reading
I walk down the street looking at my reflection in each car window. I see a wrinkled face, a bent-overContinue Reading
Growing older forces you to accept change, circumstances beyond your control. Nursing homes, microwave meals, arthritic fingers, feet soakedContinue Reading
My life fades out Into a blank TV screen. Where life once was, Now there is a distant buzz, AnContinue Reading





