Imagine the dumpsters in the photo above on fire, and you’ve got a good depiction of what the past year has been for a lot of us. On this last day of 2017, I: went to Open Books and read a poem. While I was there, I bought a poetry book (Plainwater, by Anne Carson), [...]
Inspired by the reflected sunlight from my car while I was at Open Books this afternoon to read a poem. the modern automobile is designed to give the average citizen a blast of direct sunlight to the cornea regardless of where you are in relation to the car it is reflecting off of sunshades and [...]
Dear Sunday, Say goodbye to 2017—finally! Love, Kevin (31 December 2017)
Bonus round—inspired by a phrase (‘strangely lighted year’) from e-mail received today from Ruby Throat… In this strangely lighted year, my eyes have been closed far too often— or I have found myself looking in other directions because straight ahead was too horrifying to contemplate. Strands of Xmas lights line the square, a visible attempt [...]
Dear Saturday, Just think—last weekend we had snow… Love, Kevin (30 December 2017)
Wrote this last night (but after midnight) while watching the movie of the same name on Hulu (which has it under The World of Kanako)… I am the leech the moocher the drain on resources the tick hiding in the coat of the dog the remora hitching a ride on the shark I am the [...]
Today’s entry is inspired by a mis-remembered line from a song… In my head, the line gets shortened to ‘the most time of the year’ It’s always several months too late, though seeing as how we turn the clocks back in March (used to be April, but—stupid politicians) and that’s when I get that extra [...]
Dear Friday, I had a dream in which I was wearing really thick glasses with no lenses. Love, Kevin (29 December 2017)
Dear Thursday, Coming up with reasons for why I liked a series that aired 24 years ago, and that I haven’t seen since, is surprisingly difficult. Love, Kevin (28 December 2017)
An extra-early entry. Inspired by a line of dialogue from Like Someone in Love, and a tumblr post by Vasilina Orlova… Am I depending on the impossibility of the wish for forgiveness? Maybe I’d rather not hear all the mistakes I’ve made It only makes things worse (28 December 2017)
