Crow On The Wire
Poetry and Stories by Mark Tulin
Jay could feel his wife’s wrath. It was like a pre-volcanic eruption boiling under the surface with the ground shakingContinue Reading
I put you on a pedestal while I wore rags and slept in the park I thought you flew withContinue Reading
in the shallow waters of a family there is a sunken relationship weighed down by a heavy past and aContinue Reading
Previously appeared on Pencliff. held hostage in the backseat of my dysfunctional family surrounded by borderlines and controlling geeks keepContinue Reading
“Hold me,” Karima demanded, no longer feeling like an alienated exchange student missing her country, but a self-assured young womanContinue Reading
I inherited my anger issues from my father. That’s why I didn’t go to his funeral.