Some open mics are good environments for writing…
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Musings
Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday,
I see you have on your Monday disguise…
Love,
Kevin
(8 July 2015)
Dear Tuesday…
Dear Tuesday,
You know those days when everything feels like a struggle? I hate those days…
Love,
Kevin
(7 July 2015)
A wish (a poem)
My Tanabata poem for this year…
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Stars and ladybugs (a poem)
Written about a photograph of a woman participating in (I think) the Fremont Summer Solstice parade…
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Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
Is it really you? After this last weekend, it’s kind of hard to tell…
Love,
Kevin
(6 July 2015)
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
On days like this, I scan…
Love,
Kevin
(5 July 2015)
Dream spaces (a poem)
Written while listening to Meditations on the Inescapable Self this morning…
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Pop will eat itself (a poem)
Nothing to do with the band, although I am listening to The Pop Will Eat Itself Cure for Sanity right now…
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Me, right now
Inspired by Brian Eno’s A Year with Swollen Appendices (with no pretensions of being either as good or as clever)… Continue reading
Ordinary Average Thoughts 