Gooey Poems by Mark Tulin
My poems Are like homemade Chocolate chip cookies– Fresh, gooey And warm. I try to bake Them slowly WithContinue Reading
Tag: Humor
Flash Fiction: Old Converse by Mark Tulin
As I placed the donation pile into a large garbage bag for Goodwill, a flood of emotions hit meContinue Reading
Confession Sunday: Bodily Dysfunctions by Mark Tulin
Confession Sunday Some years ago I was in Washington, D.C. with my ex-wife touring all the museums and sights.Continue Reading
Flash Fiction: The Procedure by Mark Tulin
The doctor pointed to the monitor and did a play-by-play description of the movement of the tube. Nurse LindaContinue Reading
Poem: Honesty of Childhood by Mark Tulin
I miss the honesty of childhood. The way my friends told me the truth in words, in play orContinue Reading
Crow On The Wire 