Poem: Junkyard for Lost Souls by Mark Tulin
In the quiet corner of the city Next to a vacant building Where people sleep for free Two men and aContinue Reading
In the quiet corner of the city Next to a vacant building Where people sleep for free Two men and aContinue Reading
It takes a resourceful person and a stacked shopping cart to survive on the street. Photos copyrighted by the author.Continue Reading
The bottle looked so sad that it made me tear up. I know I looked like shit, but this empty bottle was just pathetic…
Many thanks to Friends Journal for including me in their fine magazine. My poem is entitled “I Play Nostalgic Songs.”Continue Reading
This poem was originally published on the now defunct Vita Brevis Press. Featured photo by Mark Tulin. ~Flying Kings byContinue Reading
Many thanks to Dream Noir Magazine for first publishing Season of the Drought. Featured photo by Mark Tulin. Season ofContinue Reading






