by McKenzie | Feb 9, 2016 | Poem of the Day Series, Reading
BURIAL You’re right, you’re right, the fertilizer’s good— it wasn’t a gang of dullards came up with chucking a fish in the planting hole or some midwife got lucky with the placenta— oh, I’ll plant a tree...
by McKenzie | Feb 8, 2016 | Poetry Collections, Reviews
I don’t know about you, but in my mind, perception and grief are united. This is not to say that one cannot exist without the other, but only that our perceptions vary based on our state of mind—especially when we are talking about grief. On an average,...
by McKenzie | Oct 30, 2015 | Poem of the Day Series, Reading
LA ESTRELLA When Polaris falls, my grandmother will mourn in the center of the earth, her grief a giant telescope expanding through mantle, lithosphere, crust— a grito. In her hand, a mirror of polished obsidian— lava’s reaction to water. In...
