by McKenzie | Dec 9, 2011 | Blog, My Poems
In a dream, you began to open your robe and paused; in that moment your body looked exactly like mine— it paused and proceeded with cancer.
by McKenzie | Dec 8, 2011 | Blog, My Poems
Sorry in advance for the title; it just seemed right. A Quiet Suicide 1. The movement was subtle—the break from vine to vineyard, the watching of broken bird eggs, hairline fractures. The young ones, they had eyes like water and baking powder. 2. A field dotted...
by McKenzie | Nov 17, 2011 | Blog, My Poems
1. He’s sleeping again, and inside he dreams that he cannot eat, cannot sleep— and then he can’t. Not like this. Not in this room labeled C3 on the second floor— on the kidney side of the hospital. 2. And then, I’m addressing you—...
by McKenzie | Nov 16, 2011 | Blog, My Poems
In Midnight Orchards for Dragan, these haikus and lines The sunset falls like gold over water: softly, deliberately, before the white horse envelops the sky. Then, there is the moon— followed by the apple trees....
by McKenzie | Nov 15, 2011 | Blog, My Poems
The sinners don’t often come here to learn to write—their skin pale with too little sunlight, the lost pigmentation. They float like lost souls in boats over the water, drifting slowly toward and away from one another until the snow comes— snowflakes...
