Dear Saturday,
Not sure how I missed that one…
Love,
Kevin
(29 January 2022)
Dear Saturday,
Not sure how I missed that one…
Love,
Kevin
(29 January 2022)
Dear Thursday,
I thought it was supposed to be warmer today…
Love,
Kevin
(27 January 2022)
Dear Monday,
Ah, Monday. You do (not) disappoint…
Love,
Kevin
(24 January 2022)
Dear Sunday,
Your Saturday disguise is not going to fool me, Sunday.
Love,
Kevin
(23 January 2022)
Dear Saturday,
Okay, making some progress!
Love,
Kevin
(22 January 2022)
Dear Thursday,
All right—somebody did or said something. Who was it?
Love,
Kevin
(20 January 2022)
Dear Monday,
Enjoy your day off, Monday.
Love,
Kevin
(17 January 2022)
Dear Sunday,
Okay, where’s the remote?
Love,
Kevin
(16 January 2022)
For some reason, the word diaspora popped into my head while I was driving on the freeway a couple of days ago. I replaced a couple of lines from a poem I wrote today, as they fit better in this one (and were better than the similar lines I originally wrote). And here I thought I was done writing covid poems…
Dear Saturday,
Fog was an interesting choice this morning.
Love,
Kevin
(15 January 2022)