by Mark Tulin
As I lurk behind closed doors I deny the shame I feel Peeking through the wooden slats Feeling the curve of my body The person I’ve become I'm willing to risk it all Disregard my narrow view Of a world without sympathy A shut-in with few allies Staring out the window Tasting my sour breath I'm a victim Of my own design.
Mark Tulin is a former psychotherapist who lives with his wife, Alice, in California. Mark has two poetry books, Magical Yogis and Awkward Grace available on Amazon. He has an upcoming book of fiction, The Asthmatic Kid and Other Stories available in August. Mark has been featured in Terror House Magazine, The Wild Literary Magazine, Necro Magazine, Fiction on the Web, New Readers Magazine, as well as anthologies, and podcasts. Mark’s blog is at Crow On The Wire.