Poem: Dali Dreaming by Mark Tulin
Dreams appear like a ghost in the night, A fragmented spirit from a Dali painting, Melted time and distorted faces.Continue Reading
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Flash Fiction: Eucalyptus Park by Mark Tulin
The parties occurred every weekend and had plenty of love and closeness. Often there were brass bands to enlivenContinue Reading
Flash Fiction: Stirring the Coffee by Mark Tulin
Kyle gazes awkwardly at the barista. Whenever a pretty girl is kind to him, even remotely, he falls inContinue Reading
Flash Fiction: Pumpkin by Mark Tulin
My Aunt rushed home, loaded a cat carrier into her car and returned to the oak tree. She gentlyContinue Reading
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