Dear Friday, Ah, you’re back. Love, Kevin (30 November 2018)
Tag: November 2018
Latest update 11/29/2018
There have been more changes this year than I was expecting. I’m not quite ready to summarize the year just yet, but suffice it to say that the changes now extend to one of my collections in progress, Straining Against the Margins. The first change I’ll be making is to go back to the chronological [...]
Vanilla (a poem)
New candle… A crust of stolen moments stolen back is lost during the getaway Smoke from the snuffed-out candle colors the dark corners where nothing grows but dust bunnies with nowhere else to go I’m hungry but don’t feel like eating sleepy but don’t feel like sleeping After tomorrow the countdown starts— will we make [...]
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday, On my serious nerves… Love, Kevin (29 November 2018)
Waiting Room Poem #80 (a poem)
I hate office politics. That line about cannibals and clowns seems appropriate now Not sure I can tell them apart, though Clowns have sharp teeth these days (28 November 2018) I have books available. Links to more information here. Or, if you like, you can use PayPal to donate a buck (or whatever amount you'd [...]
Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday, How is Gordon Ramsay still a thing? Love, Kevin (28 November 2018)
Bookstore Poem #434. What she ate
Almost nothing for almost a week but she did not die hungry (27 November 2018) I have books available. Links to more information here. Or, if you like, you can use PayPal to donate a buck (or whatever amount you'd like) to help support my efforts by clicking on the button below:
Dear Tuesday…
Dear Tuesday, It’s been raining since then… Love, Kevin (27 November 2018)
Morning, before and after (a poem)
Another true story… Morning She would begin to stir as soon as she noticed I was awake then wait patiently for me to begin the day Morning It’s early, but I slept through the night Outside, a steady rain falls the wind kicks up every so often As I ease into the still dark new [...]
I couldn’t throw out everything (a poem)
True story… I emptied the medicine cabinet cleaned out the pantry took out all the recycling and rearranged a few things I wanted to get rid of every little thing that might remind me because I know you won’t be coming back and that’s hard—maybe too hard But I couldn’t bring myself to throw out [...]
