Mixed feelings… 1 It’s horrible but I feel a slight sense of relief to be thinking about something that isn’t the virus There’s trouble coming in through the lens disbelief— no one’s thinking about protection against a virus 2 The things we’re seeing are the things we’ve seen before They’re playing the same parts doing [...]
Dear Sunday, And everyone is playing their usual parts. Again. Love, Kevin (31 May 2020)
It’s a state of mind… 1 Sometimes it feels like hunger Sometimes it feels like disease Neither sneaks up on me I ease into them deliberately but without deliberation 2 The human form is ripe for exploitation Within Without Fitted in between impulses controlled by the oldest one of all 3 No flash required 4 [...]
Dear Saturday, Heavy rain this morning. Sounds about right. Love, Kevin (30 May 2020)
Dear Friday, 5 a.m. again. I suppose this is going to become a thing now. Love, Kevin (29 May 2020)
Guess what movie I’ve been watching… Barbra Streisand keeps calling Ryan O’Neal “Steve” but it’s endearing, not irritating and the 3o-year-old Barbra is good at comedy with a lightness and soft edges that didn’t survive the curly perm that clung to her for years after it first showed up in A Star Is Born (She’s [...]
Dear Thursday, You’re so bright and sunny today that I got distracted. Love, Kevin (28 May 2020)
Dear Wednesday, I see this week is all about looking for clues. Love, Kevin (27 May 2020)
Words. no praise not even a nimble switch as the light goes down and colours fade for the night imagine what words she might say that could save you no, there’s no being saved fantasy twists take dark turns orbits only aim to meet somewhere in the middle imagine what words might save you if [...]
Dear Tuesday, No rain today, right? I may not get out for that walk, but I at least want the option. Love, Kevin (26 May 2020)
