by McKenzie | Sep 24, 2012 | Blog, My Poems
1. Create for me a river made of stone so that I may look nothing like you. 2. One thousand moons. Rutabagas at slumber. Soft birds. Each of these have something in common: They look nothing like you. 3. A girl runs through an...
by McKenzie | Apr 20, 2012 | Blog, My Poems
In this dream, I have lost you, and suddenly my heart has turned and I am dreaming about a man who has died. In his fury, he cut open his hands. I become the girl who can see him, can see the blood and the way it looks like a family of birds, red crows, with eyes that...
