Insults by Mark Tulin
INSULTS BY MARK TULIN I collect insults Like rare stamps And paste them To my book Of forgiveness. When myContinue Reading
INSULTS BY MARK TULIN I collect insults Like rare stamps And paste them To my book Of forgiveness. When myContinue Reading
His memories live in his worn out woolen blankets, full of holes and frayed at the edges. His dreamsContinue Reading
The mind like water Fluid, flowing Peaceful, dynamic Strong yet still An ocean of thoughts Connecting without gripping Blending andContinue Reading
In the quiet corner of the city Next to a vacant building Where people sleep for free Two men and aContinue Reading
I approached the Free Speech table with apprehension. I didn’t know what to say. Ranting about the government wasContinue Reading
If you take a hike from the mountaintop and follow the spiraling mist downhill you’ll come across an ancientContinue Reading






