Dear Sunday,
I see you’re living up to your name this fine morning.
Love,
Kevin
(27 May 2018)
May 2018
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
It’s not that Trixie doesn’t believe in catch-up sleep—she just doesn’t believe in MY catch-up sleep…
Love,
Kevin
(26 May 2018)
Blood fantasies (a poem)
A new typewriter poem—a random phrase and a season 2 episode of The Handmaid’s Tale…
Good morning (a poem)
First thing, before the day’s work takes over…
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
Happy Towel Day!
Love,
Kevin
(25 May 2018)
Bundle of contradictions (a fragment)
After a long day, my mind is sort of blank. I somehow managed to spit out this fragment before I felt myself trying too hard…
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
Okay. Thursday. Not Friday, but Thursday. Thursday.
Love,
Kevin
(24 May 2018)
Two poems about color
A long-ish day ends with a couple of musings about color:
Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday,
I know you and the cat are in cahoots. I won’t soon forget this.
Love,
Kevin
(23 May 2018)
The takedown is a bundle of confusion (a poem)
A poem while I wait to get started on some stuff.
Ordinary Average Thoughts 