by McKenzie | Feb 3, 2016 | Poem of the Day Series, Reading
TROMBONE There were carols on the kitchen radio, a late cold night, entering the room while straightening the blistered Navajo rug, I remembered suddenly what the first eight notes of hark, the herald angels sing felt like vibrating through my body that...
by McKenzie | Feb 2, 2016 | Poem of the Day Series, Reading
THE MOON’S HIND LEGS The moon’s hind legs are invisible. Its bastard ear-boring cry is only fully heard by infants. Bright as the starchy pharmacist’s coat, its objective is to illuminate the puddled glass replacing someone’s...
by McKenzie | Feb 1, 2016 | Poem of the Day Series, Reading
THE LIGHT THE DEAD SEE There are many people who come back After the doctor has smoothed the sheet Around their body And left the room to make his call. They die but they live. They are called the dead who lived through their deaths, And among my people...
by McKenzie | Jan 31, 2016 | Poem of the Day Series, Reading
JUVENILIA Arranged in sheets of ice, the fond skeleton still craves to have fever from the world behind. Hands reach back to relics of nippled moons, extinct...
by McKenzie | Jan 30, 2016 | Poem of the Day Series, Reading
CHIONOPHOBIA —Fear of Snow Fluttering ash dissolves on your brother’s tongue. He thinks of you building a fort from snow before you knew what...
