by McKenzie | Oct 5, 2013 | Blog, My Poems
It is only cat-like as it enters the cemetery, something skeletal and de-veined as it exits. We spent time removing corn husks and drove down dirt roads. Our first winter together, it was two days into the season before you told me you loved me. Four winters...
by McKenzie | Aug 22, 2013 | Blog, My Poems
My second relationship looked something like this: spun from what was left in the kitchen each night, all fish and sinnew. He had the largest hands, butcher-palms, blood under the nails, and his teeth were white scarecrows after too many fights. The salt-blue...
by McKenzie | Aug 22, 2013 | Blog, My Poems
First, the front door. A series of pots and pans without a permanent place. The wind, the rain. A childhood photo with a boy in an over-sized suit. Only the eyes are the same. They look at me and say I could have loved him even then. Accountability & stars....
by McKenzie | Jul 23, 2013 | Blog, My Poems
When I was young, I gazed at a tree and knew if I didn’t start climbing, I’d never get another chance. My smaller body was in a red and black dress, white tights that snagged on the branches. By the time the adults took notice, my feet were above their heads,...
by McKenzie | Jul 9, 2013 | Blog, My Poems
is a candlestick, snapped at the base after being dropped from a bag of date-night accessories. We had a terrible anniversary. Two weeks later, we met in the bedroom, and our bodies were sad—sad fingers slipped through sad hair, sad lips touched sad...
