Dear Saturday,
And still I wait…
Love,
Kevin
(19 August 2017)
Life
Eight-word poem #357 (a poem)
Another one of today’s entries…
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Eight-word poem #347 (a poem)
One of today’s entries—note that I am thinking here of things you get used to…
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Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
I know what I said yesterday—couldn’t we just go back to Elvis for a while?
Love,
Kevin
(18 August 2017)
Eight-word poem #332 (a poem)
Another one of today’s entries…
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Eight-word poems #330 and #331 (a poem)
A pair of today’s entries…
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Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
Elvis is still dead, but now we can think about other things.
Love,
Kevin
(17 August 2017)
I broke my mother’s favorite doll when I was three (a poem)
Not one of my eight-word poems, but one of those I felt compelled to write. I was reminded of the doll in question while watching a collection of short films made by the Quay Brothers (or Brothers Quay, as they were sometimes billed)…
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Eight-word poem #301 (a poem)
One of today’s entries…
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Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday,
August 16, 2017. Elvis is still dead.
Love,
Kevin
(16 August 2017)
Ordinary Average Thoughts 