by McKenzie | Dec 18, 2012 | Blog, My Poems
The first time I dreamed of Him was also the last— I sat at a long table that seemed to go on forever gold and silver lights that seemed to say Jesus everywhere— and then He was there, holding a man as if securing him after an early-aged heart...
by McKenzie | Nov 8, 2012 | Blog, My Poems
—in response to the 2012 presidential election...
by McKenzie | Oct 14, 2012 | Blog, My Poems
The next time you write about a man speaking to an object, consider whether the object should speak back. Particularly if it is an animal. Particularly if it is a red mongoose who has just defeated two King cobras who learned how to dovetail in the dark....
by McKenzie | Oct 14, 2012 | Blog, My Poems
—for Charles Once I had a dream we were...
by McKenzie | Oct 14, 2012 | Blog, My Poems
“And a man newly dead would really know. And a...
by McKenzie | Oct 10, 2012 | Blog, My Poems
—a poem influenced by Philip Levine In...
