The 2:49 AM Club
You know the hour. Not quite midnight-dramatic, not quite dawn-hopeful. Just some ungodly, unglamorous number like 2:49 – the hour when your brain decides sleep is optional and self-interrogation is mandatory. The 12 to 14 lines of a poem by John Kenny called In conversation with myself (2:49am), from his collection Love Poems (for Anxious […]