Working from a prompt: ‘Write a fictional version of your life where you made a different choice at a pivotal moment. What is your life like today after you made this past decision?’
Life
I don’t know how I got here (a poem)
Partly based on a recurring dream.
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
It looks like you’ve finally got your opening.
Love,
Kevin
(1 November 2021)
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
Twenty-six minutes so far. I might actually make it through the whole movie.
Love,
Kevin
(31 October 2021)
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Making crockpot chicken and watching The World’s End.
Love,
Kevin
(30 October 2021)
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
Alrighty, then! All Pfizered up.
Love,
Kevin
(28 October 2021)
死神 (Shinigami) (a poem)
Based on a prompt: ‘write your worst fear as if it were a living monster’. This doesn’t quite do the job—but some things are hard to translate.
Laminate: the noun as an object/the verb as a fetish (a poem)
Written in part while watching a documentary about Joseph Beuys.
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
So why do I have to wake up early whenever I set the alarm clock?
Love,
Kevin
(25 October 2021)
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
12:15 already? Where does the time go?
Love,
Kevin
(24 October 2021)
Ordinary Average Thoughts 