Dear Sunday,
If I didn’t know better, I’d say you’re bucking for a name change.
Love,
Kevin
(13 June 2021)
Life
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Too early, Saturday. Too early.
Love,
Kevin
(12 June 2021)
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
Sorry about that. I got distracted.
Love,
Kevin
(11 June 2021)
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
Hey, you brought the sun back. I approve.
Love,
Kevin
(7 June 2021)
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
If I still wore ties, I would totally want one that color.
Love,
Kevin
(6 June 2021)
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
One of these days, someone will have to explain to me why I get so sleepy after my morning coffee.
Love,
Kevin
(5 June 2021)
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
Waiting to see how expensive this will be.
Love,
Kevin
(3 June 2021)
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
Enjoy your day off.
Love,
Kevin
(31 May 2021)
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
Time is moving very slowly today.
Love,
Kevin
(30 May 2021)
So I remember (a poem)
Last night, I was watching some concert footage on YouTube of a Japanese singer I’ve been listening to a long time. Between the nostalgia and the first line of a Patti Smith Instagram post, I ended up writing this.
Ordinary Average Thoughts 