by McKenzie | Oct 25, 2011 | Blog, My Poems
The raccoon would not be moved easily, then, its skin too far gone, all fish and sinew, pinned behind the farthest bunker on the field. Children turned around the animal like meat grinders, their faces red with snow, their hearts beating, rotating with the orbit,...
by McKenzie | Oct 17, 2011 | Achievements, Publications, and Writing Challenges, Blog
This past week—Tuesday, October 11—42 Miles Press was mentioned in IU South Bend’s student newspaper, The Preface. In the article written by Maria Hubbard, 42 Miles Press, its publications, the office and our expanding library of resources are discussed to give...
by McKenzie | Oct 16, 2011 | Blog, My Poems
If this were a poem, you would be awake by now– like a ghost a migration of birds. Your body–ejected to the ceiling–would become a pillar for Christ to place his feet. It happened on the morning when in your car, you could not sleep. Your mind,...
by McKenzie | Oct 13, 2011 | Reading
CARRIE OLIVIA ADAMS A Mystery Story She would begin by predicting the weather. The first clue is snowflakes. She gathers teeth marks. Flesh torn. Hot. Then cold to the touch. No, the detective thinks. Fabric fibers over ice crystals. Fingernails. This one delivered....
by McKenzie | Oct 3, 2011 | My Poems
And then she begins to write into her spine – the four of diamonds a strand of hair And then there is a deer crossing her front lawn, looking large, large as though mounting a lily its mouth a pink line carnation...
