Dear Wednesday,
What do you do when the party that knows how to govern can’t, but the party that can’t govern knows how to? And why do I think this is Thursday?
Love,
Kevin
(3 November 2021)
Musings
I have a poor imagination (a poem)
Working from a prompt: ‘Write a fictional version of your life where you made a different choice at a pivotal moment. What is your life like today after you made this past decision?’
Dear Tuesday…
Dear Tuesday,
Why don’t you pick the plan for me?
Love,
Kevin
(2 November 2021)
I don’t know how I got here (a poem)
Partly based on a recurring dream.
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
It looks like you’ve finally got your opening.
Love,
Kevin
(1 November 2021)
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
Twenty-six minutes so far. I might actually make it through the whole movie.
Love,
Kevin
(31 October 2021)
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Making crockpot chicken and watching The World’s End.
Love,
Kevin
(30 October 2021)
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
All quiet so far.
Love,
Kevin
(29 October 2021)
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
Alrighty, then! All Pfizered up.
Love,
Kevin
(28 October 2021)
死神 (Shinigami) (a poem)
Based on a prompt: ‘write your worst fear as if it were a living monster’. This doesn’t quite do the job—but some things are hard to translate.
