by McKenzie | Oct 2, 2019 | Blog, My Poems
IN NATURE My daughter calls the outdoors home & needs no reason to enter. Her skin, the brush. Her voice & birdsong. Her running speed & the air through the field. They are the same. Sometimes, she blends in so well, I cannot see her. The brownest strands...
by McKenzie | Sep 25, 2019 | Blog, My Poems
“O God, I could be bounded in a nutshell and count myself a king of infinite space, were it not that I have bad dreams.”—Hamlet A SLEEPING OCTOPUS CHANGES COLOR WHILE DREAMING I can see it up there, high in the corner like a spider hosting its web....
by McKenzie | Aug 14, 2019 | Blog, My Poems
TO THE DARK WHO FOLLOWS MEAFTER MY SECOND CHILD IS BORN:Tell me they’d miss me. Tell me they love me, even on the days when my voice rises higher than the tide. Tell me they believe me when I say I love them to the moon and back—that same moon that pushes and pulls...
by McKenzie | Aug 13, 2019 | Achievements, Publications, and Writing Challenges, Blog, My Poems
Hi everyone, and happy Tuesday! I’m very excited to share that great weather for MEDIA has released their annual anthology, this year’s titled Birds Fall Silent in the Mechanical Sea. I received my contributor’s copy yesterday and am even more...
by McKenzie | Aug 3, 2019 | Blog, My Poems
NIGHTLIGHT, a celebration3:30 am—brother born, & the air in the house shifts like a pedaled drum. I touch his hair, his skin, & remember your similar textures, the softness. How your eyes, like his, looked to mein adoration—looked to me & saw...
by McKenzie | Aug 1, 2019 | Blog, My Poems
LIGHT IN THE FIELDYou can see our mutual cornflower locksacross the field. When she ran before I could braid it, I look to you as you watch our daughter’s hair fly high, & I’m relieved you can see it: her hair turning wide like a sail against the great...
