by McKenzie | Mar 11, 2011 | Blog, My Poems
1. The field was open like the mouth of a sparrow inside where there are winding halls You vanish into a brand of forget-me-nots and pollen 2. I spent that morning knowing that this was the one I couldn’t accept – inside the pages was a swan still breaking from its...
by McKenzie | Mar 3, 2011 | Blog, My Poems
My body existential Your hair an uprising of thorns When wind is nothing more than broken tumbleweed the crows stitching the air sewing up the holes in the Ozone layer Your mind is separate Your leaves are burning a house of mirrors that face the earth and deepen your...
by McKenzie | Mar 3, 2011 | Blog, My Poems
I had received five manuscripts entitled “Kaleidoscope” when I decided to buy one and shatter its body, cut the lenses in half – your face still moved and surrounded the ribbons of color, your eyes blushed with red, your mouth tinted blue as though under water. Your...
by McKenzie | Feb 20, 2011 | Blog, My Poems
I tied the hands of a clock like shoe laces took pictures over and over until the image was exposed in the shape of a heart. I found fingers – in the staggering corn stalks. Two swans gliding through an old factory the S of white necks a soundless compression...
by McKenzie | Feb 18, 2011 | Blog, My Poems
1. I cut my thumb open on a knife and it believed it was sleeping – the skin puckered like the mouth of a fish. The blood was like a horse narrowing herself through a fence, through a canal into another city. 2. Tomorrow, she said, tomorrow – pointing at a pair...
by McKenzie | Feb 18, 2011 | Blog, My Poems
One day you took the time and you inverted your children on a stained-glass window. The unusual shapes hung upside-down. Their hair turned white, their eyes transparent— and wings developed along their backs like scales, stars sprinkled around the...
