The Sight of the Dead
If the sight of the dead can penetrate
clouds
bomb shelters & treetops
it follows that shower curtains
& cotton shirts
look just as transparent to them!
Years past
I delivered this unthought
to my mother, blunting
a grown woman’s comfort —
My great-grandparents,
how little it insults you,
surely, if I
no longer believe
you exist —
How little it says that I
kept seeing you with us.
by Mackenzie Dwyer - While Mackenzie is best known for putting bullet holes in bull's-eyes and teaching small children how to punch each other, her writing has also garnered recognition in 2015’s Scholastic Art & Writing Awards, numerous shortlist mentions, and acceptances for publication in Ink In Thirds Magazine and Picaroon Poetry.