Poem: Mulitple Personality by Mark Tulin
The holy man scares me He teeters on the edge of light and darkness of right and wrong of truthContinue Reading
The holy man scares me He teeters on the edge of light and darkness of right and wrong of truthContinue Reading
I fall asleep to the automobile tires spinning on asphalt, the screeching birds overhead, the peddling boys on bicyclesContinue Reading
The yellow sun shines through the porthole of a sushi bar where I eat a rainbow roll with tuna, freshlyContinue Reading





