by McKenzie | Nov 8, 2013 | Blog, My Poems, My Writing Challenges
Dolores is in the moment. Dolores is a woman left out-of-doors, while all the neighbors close their curtains. To them, Dolores is a plague creeping down their streets, palms pressed on one...
by McKenzie | Nov 8, 2013 | Blog, My Poems, My Writing Challenges
As a child, she was terrified of birds. After watching The Birds, she went outside with her shoulders hunched and eyes looking down. One night, in her dreams, she thought the piranha and the pterodactyl were also birds. When she awoke, they were—and all the...
by McKenzie | Nov 6, 2013 | Blog, My Poems, My Writing Challenges
In the early part of the day, I eat flowers in the attempt to be more beautiful. All the curtains remain closed, the lights off, mirrors concealed. I imagine I am thin like a swan, the smooth, sharp feathers, the eyes that strike through skin. With enough time,...
by McKenzie | Nov 6, 2013 | Blog, My Poems, My Writing Challenges
In the middle of summer, he removed his shirt and stood next to the open hood, engine steaming, when I first observed the Frankenstein’s monster tattoo covering his right bicep, broken down into puzzle pieces, part of the lip and neck and forehead missing. I...
by McKenzie | Nov 4, 2013 | Blog, My Poems, My Writing Challenges
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by McKenzie | Nov 3, 2013 | Blog, My Poems, My Writing Challenges
Here is how it ends—the whale departs from its shell and there is a curve of body and blood, a trail of the mother’s womb. Counterpoise: the redistribution of weight and water—for a moment, you can see the sea rise—and then, the equilibrium....
