December again…
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Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
I can understand your wanting to show solidarity with Friday, but this is too frickin’ cold.
Love,
Kevin
(30 November 2019)
It was 26º when I woke up this morning (a poem)
The coldest days are often the clearest…
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Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
You’re jealous of Thursday, aren’t you? That’s why you’re so cold this morning.
Love,
Kevin
(29 November 2019)
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
Uh…thanks?
Love,
Kevin
(28 November 2019)
Bookstore Poem #682
Written during an open mic…
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Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
Let me guess: you’re a Winter…
Love,
Kevin
(25 November 2019)
Ignore the beat at your peril (or something like that) (a poem)
The title is a phrase I came up with about 25 (maybe 26) years ago…
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Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
Too many vignettes, not enough main story.
Love,
Kevin
(24 November 2019)
It’s all really happening (a poem)
In a bit of a mood today…
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