Between bouts of worrying about everything going to shit, I have managed to do some reading.
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February 2018
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
Gotta love feeling better after a good night’s sleep. Not so sure about those dreams, though…
Love,
Kevin
(25 February 2018)
Then and now (a poem)
Based on a pair of photos I saw on tumblr… Continue reading
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
Well, you’re certainly bright enough…
Love,
Kevin
(24 February 2018)
Sometimes the poets know what’s on your mind (a poem)
Another chapter in the saga that I refer to as my complicated relationship with poetry… Continue reading
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
Okay, Friday, where’s my good news?
Love,
Kevin
(23 February 2018)
and (a poem)
Ampersand poems—what I call poems in which the ampersand (&) replaces every instance of the word and—piss me off. So I wrote this… Continue reading
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
Snow—just in time for Washington’s birthday. Now we can all pretend we’re at Valley Forge…
Love,
Kevin
(22 February 2018)
shovelling snow at midnight (a poem)
Quay Brothers films at the end of a long-ish day, together with the sound of one of the resident managers shovelling snow in the parking lot (yes, at midnight)… Continue reading
Bookstore Poem #146. Take a number
Third Place Books, Lake Forest Park. News of the day sort of thing… Continue reading
Ordinary Average Thoughts 