Dear Saturday, Funny you should give me rain on the day I’m getting new tires that are supposed to handle well in the rain… Love, Kevin (27 July 2019)
Tag: July 2019
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday, You almost got away from me, but I’m back now. In a non-creepy, non-stalkery way, that is. Love, Kevin (26 July 2019)
The fourth emoji is what your face looks like when you’re having sex (a poem)
Based on random Twitter stuff… Keep New York City trash-free God is ready to burn it all to the ground but Kanye has money and work and margaritas are worth the trip What if the evil clown gets there first? I know, he won’t— he’ll never make it past all the people screaming ‘Give me [...]
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday, Another night of insomnia out of the way. Love, Kevin (25 July 2019)
The skip-rope jump dance of my runaway imagination (a poem)
The first line (minus the comma) comes from a line of WordPress spam… 1 Sword lily, I detected this— not that I saw it coming, mind you but there was something about the day I’ve felt this before but not quite the same way I have to temper my anticipation before my imagination runs away [...]
Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday, Yes, I forgot what I was going to say. Sorry about that. Love, Kevin (24 July 2019)
The Muse lives on (a poem)
Thinking about this article from The Guardian… My muse may never know who she is I may not know I write the words choose the colours lose myself in the sounds I float with the emotions I might otherwise deny as they rise to the rim and overflow And then I recognise her face, her [...]
Dear Tuesday…
Dear Tuesday, Yeah, so I woke up to discover that I’d put my clothes in the dryer last night, but started the washing machine instead. I trust that is not a harbinger of what’s to come. Love, Kevin (23 July 2019)
Looking up people I haven’t seen for a long time late at night when I can’t get to sleep just because (a poem)
Forgot to edit the intro again—this has nothing to do with a workshop, and everything to do with insomnia and nostalgia… The undisputed king of wondering where are they now actually found someone this time but wonders if it’s the right time We’re in the middle of a long hot summer and the memory is [...]
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday, Let’s hear it for insomnia for waking me up at 6 a.m. anyway! Love, Kevin (22 July 2019)
