Dear Saturday, Bill Maher’s glasses are crooked. Love, Kevin (31 July 2021)
Author: Kevin J. O'Conner
I'm primarily a poet and copy editor. I also make art, edit audio, and take photographs. Confounding expectations since 1963.
Fire season (a poem)
Yup, the country's going to hell… Burning insideBurning inside Catch me I’mCatch me I’mburning inside Steam escaping through the cracksand time escaping through the cracksand the whole thing going cattywampuswhere the last thing you’d expectwould be for everything to go rightand everything to go wrongand the offramp to go past our destination The last thing [...]
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday, WHY would they subject poor Gizmo to Mountain Dew, sugar or not? Love, Kevin (30 July 2021)
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday, Take 2: Let the Great Reblocking begin! Love,Kevin (29 July 2021)
Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday, I know how much you want to be Monday, but no. Love, Kevin (28 July 2021)
Dear Tuesday…
Dear Tuesday, Sometimes only the classics will do. Love, Kevin (27July 2021)
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday, We shall try this again. Let the Great Reblocking begin! Love, Kevin (26 July 2021)
New sounds: Subterranean soundgarden of the reptilian brain
Took a break from being a slug this last week to make this. (25 July 2021)
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday, When you can’t find that stuff you’ve been looking for—but find other stuff you’d forgotten about. Love, Kevin (25 July 2021)
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday, Friday apparently misinterpreted my celebration of blocking. Let’s not repeat that mistake today. Love, Kevin (24 July 2021)
