Made a thing. It has to load some fairly large images, so give it a moment. This is a copy of an old poem with a new visual element. Let me know what you think. I might try to do more of these. http://stephentkennedy.tumblr.com/sit
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Untitled #2 (2014)
so, my grampa told me he wants to hang around until we grandkids start havin’ kids,course, as the oldest grandkid– love him,ain’t always had the best of relationships with him,but on my graduation he bought me a white gold bracelet with my name on it,the kind of thing he’d wear,if that gives you any image,course, …
Untitled #200 (2017)
I’d like to remember how to lose my way,familiar lights on some distant hill,miles and miles,away. I’d like to close my eyes and rest,enjoy the happiness I’ve found.close out, forgetthe rest. I love my job, my life, my friends,and I wish I had the time,I wish we had the time. but our home is sick,and …
Untitled #201 (2017)
So, my boss has this “joke” about Millienials,and it goes something like this: So, my boss has this “joke” about Millienials, and I have worked in summer suns, with dirty hands, and calloused skin, So, my boss has this “joke” about Millienials, and I have gone hungry, when pride was flush, and cash was gone, …
Untitled #203 (2017)
the kind of silenc ecars s praying reflectionsdoor locked behind mewondering where you left the remoteas i start youtube, or netflix, or hulu, or pandora, or spotifyanything to fill
Untitled #192 (2016)
The Worst Calculator
Untitled #19 (2014)
Sometimes facing adulthood is facing those broken promises cast wayside.Sometimes facing adulthood is just getting up and going to work.Sometimes facing adulthood is simply watching the west at sunset,and remembering how far you’ve yet to go,and that the future too has its joys.
Untitled #188 (2016)
Nightingale
Untitled #184 (2015)
They don’t teach you to deal with this is sex edso what the fuck is sex ed for? taught me I aught not touch anyone,didn’t teach me that I might like a mandidn’t teach me that I might like ‘em both‘stead taught me to imagine my grandmother,‘n that’s ’bout all. don’t matter that my grandmother’s …
Untitled #186 (2015)
I don’t know that I believe in much,but I know what I know,and I know that I know. I know that I want you,I know that I want you––to be family like family. long drives to someplace that means nothing talking about all those things that mean everything knowing that these people, they mean …
