Dear Sunday,
The rain has stopped, for now.
Love,
Kevin
(30 September 2018)
Rescued from the dumpster, that old turntable had no way of knowing what it was in for… (a poem)
Wrote this last night.
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Deepening blush (a poem)
This is what today feels like.
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Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Good morning! I think it’s nap time…
Love,
Kevin
(29 September 2018)
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
You got me started so early I didn’t have time to leave a note. My bad.
Love,
Kevin
(29 September 2018)
Car parts (a poem)
Not one of my better efforts—but it was a lot worse 20 minutes ago.
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Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
I don’t think I’ve said this in a while, but catch-up sleep is awesome.
Love,
Kevin
(27 September 2018)
Waiting Room Poem #71. Tense nervous headache
I should probably not have stayed up until 2 a.m. last night…
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Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday,
Okay, Monday—it’s Wednesday’s turn. Go back to your own day.
Love,
Kevin
(26 September 2018)
Words speak over words (a poem)
Corporate meetings are so pointless.
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