by kenz | Jan 5, 2021 | Poems, Poetry
washing hands there’s something sweetand awful in itall the stinks of lifethe little bitsof everythingfloating in the air my fingertipsdirty from planting garlicfrom pushing barehandedthe rotting composttight aroundstill unborn roots now i lift them upin the... by kenz | Oct 29, 2020 | Poems, Poetry
Treadmill and Ultrasound I can see you beating there on the screenin grainy black and white. Like a babyin the amniotic sac, you turn and twitchin the forever sleep of the body, pumpingyour dreams through every part of me. I shift my weight as the treadmill liftsat... by kenz | Sep 25, 2020 | Poems, Poetry
seeing through the wound i’m working under shadowsi’m terrified of sleepi can’t say i’ve suffered enoughyet i’m thankful for everything what more can i saythe knife lashed across my facein the light of blood from my eyes i could see (kz... by kenz | Sep 25, 2020 | Poems, Poetry
Poem for the Wanderer i made a riverfrom my name whereall my homes float away tiny rafts of grieflit with candlesperfect invisible (kz 1977) by kenz | Jul 29, 2020 | Blog Posts, Poems, Poetry
This Is How 1It will happen quietly. You won’t know it,at first. The day will dawn, birds will be singing.The coffee will be on. The kids will wake up.It will happen and you won’t know it happened.Get the kids to school, get yourself to work.No one will be talking... by kenz | Jul 6, 2020 | Blog Posts, Poems, Poetry
An Explanation I, too, love the colorful flowers,and the soaring, singing birds,and the up-stretched arms of trees,who live always in the posture of prayerand celebration. I, too, have stretchedmy arms up and prayed and sang. I, too, love the faces of childrenand of... 
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