Poem: Banister Of Swirling Colors by Mark Tulin
I wish I could slide down the sky on a banister of swirling colors and land on my rump ofContinue Reading
I wish I could slide down the sky on a banister of swirling colors and land on my rump ofContinue Reading
Dreams appear like a ghost in the night, A fragmented spirit from a Dali painting, Melted time and distorted faces.Continue Reading
Each rap on the door made his heart beat faster. He didn’t bother to look through the peephole. He knewContinue Reading
Dreams, smokey nights in darkened rooms with relatives mixed with friends and enemies. Dreams, anxious and surreal, caught betweenContinue Reading
Up early too early can’t sleep so I rise with drowsy eyes on the tip of my toes andContinue Reading
At a clearing, there was a fire burning. My friend tossed a bundle of the Dream Sage into theContinue Reading






