Poem: Oil Change by Mark Tulin
Relaxing under the chassis, hand holding wrench, grease dripping down into the pan. With each oil change, he feels aContinue Reading
Relaxing under the chassis, hand holding wrench, grease dripping down into the pan. With each oil change, he feels aContinue Reading
I was the shy kid who had a crush on you, Who put that cryptic letter in your mailbox. IContinue Reading






