by McKenzie | Apr 1, 2020 | Blog, My Poems
Where Sylvia Plath’s “Blackberrying” and social distancing meet . . . IN THE MORNING, WHERE I WALK Out to the street where cars have been parked for days, I know little of what brings the birds out of their hiding, what has come of the neighbors who...
by McKenzie | Aug 14, 2019 | Blog, My Poems
TO THE DARK WHO FOLLOWS MEAFTER MY SECOND CHILD IS BORN:Tell me they’d miss me. Tell me they love me, even on the days when my voice rises higher than the tide. Tell me they believe me when I say I love them to the moon and back—that same moon that pushes and pulls...
by McKenzie | Aug 3, 2019 | Blog, My Poems
NIGHTLIGHT, a celebration3:30 am—brother born, & the air in the house shifts like a pedaled drum. I touch his hair, his skin, & remember your similar textures, the softness. How your eyes, like his, looked to mein adoration—looked to me & saw...
by McKenzie | Jan 8, 2019 | Blog, My Poems
Happy Tuesday, friends! I hope you enjoyed your weekend. Last night, around 3:30 in the morning, I woke up and laid in bed, thinking about a poetry chapbook I started months ago and hoped to finish soon for those looming contest deadlines. While thinking about what I...
