by McKenzie | Feb 10, 2016 | Poem of the Day Series, Reading
THE INEVITABLE To have that letter arrive was like the mist that took a meadow and revealed hundreds of small webs once invisible The inevitable often stands by plainly but unnoticed till it hands you a letter that says death and you notice the weed...
by McKenzie | Apr 18, 2015 | Poetry Collections, Reviews
In the quiet moments, when we stop to take a breath and think, we may realize that all of our thoughts, our questions, our hopes, are connected—that is to say, back to two main ideas: Where am I going? and Where have I been? Again, as if to say something...
by McKenzie | Apr 14, 2015 | Blog, Craft (Writing Tips), My Poems
This is why I love reading: it opens so many doors. While reading Allan Peterson’s Precarious (published by 42 Miles Press, 2014), I began to consider less-than-common terms, synonyms that are so interesting and unique that we often do not use—for...
by McKenzie | Apr 13, 2015 | Reading
CONTINENTAL We were sinking The windows were filling with cities as if poured into glasses No one was thinking of drowning No one thinking air ship but there we were submerging A captain turned off the cabin lights We folded our...
