Poem: Double Espresso by Mark Tulin
Jesus with sunglasses walked into my favorite cafe with his disciples He wore Levi’s, the slim kind, and black untiedContinue Reading
Jesus with sunglasses walked into my favorite cafe with his disciples He wore Levi’s, the slim kind, and black untiedContinue Reading
Bessie the Cow’s son, Billy moved out of the meadow on Wednesday. No longer a calf he grew tired ofContinue Reading
He would call me a “pilgrim” and act like he was a tougher cowboy than me. Once I gotContinue Reading
A different version of the poem on Pencliff. The taco carnitas beckons me with mouth wide open. It says, comeContinue Reading






