Wishes sometimes have consequences is now available for ordering from your favorite bookstore! I know I waited too long, but I have finally created a page for the book: you can find it here. The page contains: Cover images for both hardcover and paperback editions (the contents are otherwise the same) The ISBNs for both [...]
Dear Sunday, I’d ask what that is, but I’m not sure I’d want the answer. Love, Kevin (13 October 2019)
Dear Saturday, I thought last night was Thursday, and you feel a lot like Sunday. Love, Kevin (12 October 2019)
When everything changes… I’m confused about what to do when things suddenly look like they belong at the other end of the telescope Life looked normal up until this moment Then it turned into a place I never expected to be without blindfolds or vertigo I always did like the view from the airplane window [...]
Dear Friday, Reminders of the past come from the strangest places. Love, Kevin (11 October 2019)
Dear Thursday, The other certainty, besides death and taxes: decisions always lead to more decisions. Love, Kevin (10 October 2019)
Dear Wednesday, I get to go to the dentist again! Whee. Love, Kevin (9 October 2019)
Dear Tuesday, Waiting for the good stuff is harder than waiting for the bad stuff. Love, Kevin (8 October 2019)
Thinking about this the last few days… They know they’ll never be called into service So they can afford to be relentless They swarm they perform they parade they preen they strut they tease they tangle they galavant they taunt They feel no remorse They leave that to me (7 October 2019) Wishes [...]
Dear Monday, “It was a dark and stormy night…” Love, Kevin (7 October 2019)
Written while listening to the new Nick Cave album on YouTube… Skies bleed myriad colours sheets of steel throw sparks eyes summon mystery and storm Words poke, scratch, scrape dig and burrow their way in complete guile, no compunction Blood runs rivers red across skin deep is the flush of this beating heart’s rush Soon [...]
How to Kick Guilt in the Balls.
Thoughts and images by Omar Willey
Monica Carroll
Blurring the lines between poetry and prose
The words to kindle the soul and make your thoughts fumble. @fumblethethought
Clandestine tales cling to these forlorn ankles.
An open view of my Thoughts
A Global Divergent Literary and Aesthetic Collective
