VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Michael Lee Johnson

I’m a Riverboat Boy, Poem on Halsted Street   As sure as church bells Sunday morning, ringing on Halsted and State Street, Chicago, these memories will be soon forgotten. I stumble in my life with these words like broken sentences. I hear and denounce myself in the distance, mumbling chatter off my lips. Fragments and chips.Continue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Michael Lee Johnson”


The Last Poem Of 2020  It’s the final hour of twenty-twenty & I don’t think Poets are gonna save us Most of them last seen bragging on facebook About winning a fixed fight Afraid to look at the corruption In their own ranks Pyramid goes up to nowhere But it sells big dreams But IContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Michael Grover”