Although my background includes Finnish, Irish, and a few other things, as an American, none of that has ever really been part of my identity…
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Musings
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
What do you have in store for me today?
Love,
Kevin
(21 September 2015)
Autumn festival (a poem)
I hate nature poems—so of course I end up writing one (or something resembling one)…
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Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
I am not becoming a morning person. I am not becoming a morning person. I am not becoming a morning person…
Love,
Kevin
(20 September 2015)
Vanilla and coffee at dawn (a poem)
I have been waking up early all week, it seems…
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Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Candles this morning, just because.
Love,
Kevin
(19 September 2015)
Before I settle down to work (a poem)
Tired this morning after spending an hour and a half in horrible Seattle traffic last night. I found myself turning to ordinary details…
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Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
Thursday wiped me out (stupid traffic). I’m going to take it easy today.
Love,
Kevin
(18 September 2015)
Cultural drift (a poem)
Up early again this morning…
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Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
Good thing I’m up early. I almost forgot about that…
Love,
Kevin
(17 September 2015)
