Dear Monday,
You seem strangely tentative today.
Love,
Kevin
(7 May 2018)
Dear Monday,
You seem strangely tentative today.
Love,
Kevin
(7 May 2018)
Bonus round—another long poem from the typewriter (in edited form).
Dear Sunday,
I don’t know where they come from sometimes.
Love,
Kevin
(6 May 2018)
The title comes from the title of an album by Steven Wilson’s old band, No-Man…
A longer poem slashed down to its core—which happened to be its final stanza: Continue reading
Dear Saturday,
The alarm cat needs a reset.
Love,
Kevin
(5 May 2018)
Me, road trips, and cars…
Dear Friday,
You seem hesitant this morning. What do you need?
Love,
Kevin
(4 May 2018)
Written while listening to Uncommon Deities.
Dear Thursday,
Good. You brought the sunshine with you. What else you got?
Love,
Kevin
(3 May 2018)