Poem: Bessie and Billy by Mark Tulin
Bessie the Cow’s son, Billy moved out of the meadow on Wednesday. No longer a calf he grew tired ofContinue Reading
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Flash Fiction: The Lone Ranger Rides Again by Mark Tulin
He would call me a “pilgrim” and act like he was a tougher cowboy than me. Once I gotContinue Reading
Poem: Chalupa Love by Mark Tulin
A different version of the poem on Pencliff. The taco carnitas beckons me with mouth wide open. It says, comeContinue Reading
Poem: The Freak by Mark Tulin
My father bought me an accordion when I was a kid. He said it would help my asthma, pushing theContinue Reading
Flash Fiction: Fleas on a Griddle by Mark Tulin
We giggle a lot and engage in baby talk. Her four stuffed animals lay in different positions at the footContinue Reading
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