by McKenzie | Oct 10, 2012 | Blog, My Poems
—a poem influenced by Philip Levine In...
by McKenzie | Aug 27, 2012 | Blog, My Poems
(I apologize in advance; this poem needs a lot of work.) Psychology & Wine 1. At first, when she was nervous, the girl peeled the skin from the back of her heels—nibbled her lips, crimson-blue— until they were nothing but pulled onions, the pale moons...
by McKenzie | May 2, 2012 | Blog
by McKenzie | Apr 23, 2012 | Blog, My Poems
You often says things in which I can say little in return—my growing deficiency—and the sky turns yellow. We lay a blanket in a field in the middle of nowhere and return to find it covered in earth that cannot grow. We lie in this space and stare into a sky filled...
