A stormy day with raindrops running down the windows, a scene or two while out and about, and an old song viewed from the other side.
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Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
Stormy this morning, rainy this afternoon. That explains why the view is so melty…
Love,
Kevin
(23 February 2020)
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
This will be the last one of these we see for a while.
Love,
Kevin
(22 February 2020)
Nothing deep (a poem)
I wrote this this morning after watching Gil Scott-Heron’s Black Wax
and reflecting on my recent lack of poetic output.
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Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
So, you woke me up at 3 a.m., and it’s another cold morning. Want to try that again?
Love,
Kevin
(21 February 2020)
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
Okay, I’ll give you credit for the hat trick—but it’s still too frickin’ cold!
Love,
Kevin
(20 February 2020)
Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday,
Don’t make me repeat what I said to Tuesday.
Love,
Kevin
(19 February 2020)
Dear Tuesday…
Dear Tuesday,
29 ºF?! Too frickin’ cold!
Love,
Kevin
(18 February 2020)
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
Another day off? I tell ya, this whole thing is rigged.
Love,
Kevin
(17 February 2020)
Passing through downtown (a poem)
Sometimes this town is a little screwy.
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