Hey, all. Just a heads up that this website will be under construction in the very super immediate future. It will soon be replaced with something super shiny and fancy. In the meantime though, I can’t really accept anymore book orders as my online store will be changing as well. I apologize for any inconvenience or feelings of pure hatred I may have just created.
Be back soon.
KEEP LIVING WELL!!!!
ps- My facebook fan page (Kevin W. Burke) will still be as active as ever. See you there.
HEY! Gonna be in San Antonio tomorrow performing and speaking at the Texas Speech Communication 2012 Convention!!!! Myself and brossociate Good Ghost Bill with apparently be the authors for the meet the author part!
Heyo. Again, need to be more active on this damn thing. Accidentally wrote onto an old piece I had been working on. Here’s the rough result of what I have so far:
Thermometer said “god damnit” and blew its head off today.
It’s hot out here.
And I am an Irish-get-sun-burn-in-a-full-moon Yankee,
in an angry God’s southern country
and I am burning up down here
in the belly of America
in an ulcer
some folks call Texas.
It is hot here.
And it is big.
Like REAL big.
Like at least three hours in any direction big.
Like just rode a stampede belt buckle big.
It is burnt crock pot chili cook off stains,
it is sitting in your own sweat gripping gridlock,
it is wild fire smirk
and wink of blue bonnet heat stroke vomit
and I dont always know exactly how i got here.
Sometimes it feels like i got hit over the head
with a steam screaming radiator
and woke up bloody sweat sunburnt
and bourbon laughing
with a fresh Shiner to show off.
But it’s okay, y’alllll
just slap some dip on it.
We’ll be okay.
These are the callouses I constructed
chasing a dream.
I wrote all this on this on a Whataburger napkin.
It seemed to make more sense that way
scribbled with the scent of beef, body odor, and bar close beating my nostrils
I tried to spell Navasota but didnt have any blue crayons.
They all melted in my car.
This place can be unforgiving like that to us Yankees
but still give us reasons to smile.
I am beginning to understand that wet mouth religion…..
Hey all. Had a great time being part of “Love is…” this weekend. Thanks to everyone who made the opportunity possible and mad props to Mackenzie Taylor and her dancin’.
But hey, if you missed that thing and want a chance to see me perform in another odd space, come check out the New Basics Poetry series. It’s gonna be on a school bus. Seriously, wheels goin’ round and round, round and round, kid’s goin’ up and down, up and down….
While sitting at my laptop, beat-boxing, applying for more jobs, and re-tailoring my resume, I started writing a new poem and practicing a new record scratching sound I’ve been working on. Now, I’m recording myself with my webcam and reviewing the footage to see what scratching sound sounds the best……
….this is my life, haha.
ps- shout out to Jenny Abamu for asking for this embarrassing footage to be posted.