by McKenzie | Jul 12, 2014 | Blog, My Poems
I am passing through my neighbor’s backyard, and I stop, because her patio door is open. The sun is there, pouring over a table and chairs, all those rhododendrons and pollen. In all that light, I can see up the stairs and into her living room, where the woman...
by McKenzie | Jun 21, 2014 | Blog, My Poems
She will live inside me for three more months. Of this I am certain: we are running on time. We are progressing at the recommended rate. But she is still so small, not even two pounds, and she lies completely connected. There are days when I want to fill her...
by McKenzie | Jun 20, 2014 | Blog, My Poems
After two days hiding under the bed, my cat emerges, carrying his back leg as if useless, the toes on the supporting paw spread wide for balance. He continues like this, eyes wide and dilated, a growl that returns most evenings as the pain sets back in. It...
by McKenzie | Jun 19, 2014 | Blog, My Poems
thinking of Ashley Capps’ Mistaking the Sea...
by McKenzie | Jun 16, 2014 | Blog, My Poems
Listen—we are not discussing private matters. We are discussing how the rain strikes a teacup, a platter, a spoon. Left outside, they are vulnerable, the bare skin, the touch of water to metal or china— the tick tick tick—the clicking of a...
by McKenzie | Jan 29, 2014 | Blog, My Poems
It is spring, and what you expected of its beauty has not yet arrived. Things are still a little too dead to wake up & break open. Soon the flowers will act like small, color-blown cups for the insects and the rain. A.R. Ammons steps out into the great open...
