by McKenzie | Feb 9, 2016 | Poem of the Day Series
BURIAL You’re right, you’re right, the fertilizer’s good— it wasn’t a gang of dullards came up with chucking a fish in the planting hole or some midwife got lucky with the placenta— oh, I’ll plant a tree...
by McKenzie | Feb 8, 2016 | Poetry Collections, Reviews
I don’t know about you, but in my mind, perception and grief are united. This is not to say that one cannot exist without the other, but only that our perceptions vary based on our state of mind—especially when we are talking about grief. On an average,...
by McKenzie | Feb 8, 2016 | Poem of the Day Series
CAPGUN Imagine a boy holding a capgun. Now, instead of a boy, imagine a man holding a portrait of a boy with a capgun. There’s an orange tip painted on the end of his assault rifle. It’s okay, it just looks fake, it’s actually quite...
by McKenzie | Feb 5, 2016 | Blog, Literary Scene
Hi everyone! I have a great event to share with you! This Saturday, right before the Bowl, is the Black and White Poetry Jam at the Potawatomi Greenhouse Conservatory, right across the street from Indiana University South Bend, backed up against Kids’ Kingdom....
by McKenzie | Feb 5, 2016 | Poem of the Day Series
THE PRIVILEGE OF BEING Many are making love. Up above, the angels in the unshaken ether and crystal of human longing are braiding one another’s hair, which is strawberry blond and the texture of cold rivers. They glance down from time to time at...
