Poem: At the Cliff’s Edge by Mark Tulin
I knew I shouldn’t have allowed you to take me down that dimly lit road in the middle of theContinue Reading
I knew I shouldn’t have allowed you to take me down that dimly lit road in the middle of theContinue Reading
For commentary and the poem in print, please check out Breaking Fiesta Eggs at LetterPile.
Don’t give me cliché, let the words flow naturally from the soul You have a compelling voice Trust it,Continue Reading
Painful wants sympathy for all the torment and suffering he’s in Painful wants my ear my complete attention words ofContinue Reading
A heart-shaped crack only comes out when I bend over I never see it but others do Intriguing some,Continue Reading
Dedicated to the late Isaac Bashevis Singer. For the print version of this poem and commentary, check out my LetterPileContinue Reading






