Dear Saturday,
It’s feeling very early 80s these days. Does that mean it’s morning in America?
Love,
Kevin
(5 March 2022)
Dear Saturday,
It’s feeling very early 80s these days. Does that mean it’s morning in America?
Love,
Kevin
(5 March 2022)
Dear Friday,
Did you and Thursday intend to swap places?
Love,
Kevin
(4 March 2022)
Dear Thursday,
Okay, that’s an improvement.
Love,
Kevin
(3 March 2022)
Dear Wednesday,
Maybe you can do something about this damn trapezius.
Love,
Kevin
(2 March 2022)
I’m starting to expand my music-making methods. Turns out this effort has coincided with the latest turn of world events.
(1 March 2022)
Dear Tuesday,
Welcome to the shortest month! (I know what the calendar says, but trust me on this one.)
Love,
Kevin
(1 March 2022)
Dear Monday,
If this were a movie, I’d say it’s a trap.
Love,
Kevin
(28 February 2022)
Dear Sunday,
Still kicking up a storm, I see.
Love,
Kevin
(27 February 2022)
Dear Saturday,
That’s not nice—I thought you were Friday.
Love,
Kevin
(26 February 2022)
Dear Friday,
And now for something the same as it ever was.
Love,
Kevin
(25 February 2022)
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Listen to your inner self..it has all the answers..
Kicking Guilt in the Balls One Day at a Time.
Thoughts and images by Omar Willey
Monica Carroll
Poems by Iris Orpi