Short Story Link : Weekend in the Suburbs by Mark Tulin
We drove past the Philadelphia Zoo and turned onto the City Avenue ramp. These were my uncle’s people. PeopleContinue Reading
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Poem: The Runt by Mark Tulin
When I was a selfish little runt, it was all about me. It didn’t matter who I insulted, what personContinue Reading
Confession Sunday: On Being a Baby by Mark Tulin
I was an innocent baby, but I wasn’t very cute.
Poem: Where Did Time Go by Mark Tulin
I walk down the street looking at my reflection in each car window. I see a wrinkled face, a bent-overContinue Reading
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