A noisy breather sat next to me at last night’s open mic…
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Life
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
Waking up to an infomercial is a strange experience.
Love,
Kevin
(21 January 2016)
Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday,
You never have to disguise yourself, do you?
Love,
Kevin
(20 January 2016)
Crow kill (A poem)
The crows were out today….
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Dear Tuesday…
Dear Tuesday,
Cheer up. I know you’re subbing for Monday, but it’s only temporary.
Love,
Kevin
(19 January 2016)
Sister Aimee’s improbable disguise (A poem)
This originated as a cut-up poem constructed using phrases cut out of some wacky religious book that showed up in people’s mailboxes last week. I rewrote most of the lines to make them flow more smoothly.
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Now that it’s no longer a secret (a poem)
Not much came out of yesterday. It happens…
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Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
You are really nailing that Sunday impression…
Love,
Kevin
(18 January 2016)
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
Gotta love Lazy Sunday…
Love,
Kevin
(17 January 2016)
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Well, that was better. And I think my cold is gone, too.
Love,
Kevin
(16 January 2016)
