Dear Sunday,
There are always plot holes.
Love,
Kevin
(19 May 2019)
Dear Sunday,
There are always plot holes.
Love,
Kevin
(19 May 2019)
From today’s pre-reading workshop…
Dear Saturday,
I want a cookie.
Love,
Kevin
(18 May 2019)
This is a repost. Admittedly, it’s not very poem-like, but…
Third Place Books, Lake Forest Park. Despite the title [and refrain], this ended up being a general rumination on war and violence. Continue reading
A two-fer today. I’m sure this isn’t as clever as I thought it was when I wrote it—but the news is the news, and this pretty much was the news this week…
Responding to something I saw online. Not sure why I thought of a driving metaphor…
Dear Friday,
Round One complete. We’ll see next week if I’m still in contention.
Love,
Kevin
(17 May 2019)
Upon learning that my state has an anti-abortion bill in committee that not only bans abortion from the moment of conception but also declares the state exempt from federal laws and federal court rulings, it’s time to repost this. (I have replicated my subsequent edits, so this version matches the one included in my newest collection of poems.) [Update 5/17/19: I received a reply from my state senator; the bill never received a hearing in committee, and is dead, since the 2019 legislative session has been adjourned.]
I wrote this earlier this evening while at a poetry reading…
Dear Thursday,
‘This town needs an enema!’ —The Joker
Love,
Kevin
(16 May 2019)