Poem for Renee Good  –– Poet and speaker of truth –– Your brains splayed,  You exposed them, in the most dramatic of ways. Bitch. What dies there, where you lived your last stanzas? 22 February 202622 February 2026

Five poems by Michael Lee Johnson 15 February 202615 February 2026

I was stuck on the Reservation, so I married a Native American man (my new boss), and cancelled my doctor’s appointment in Billings, Montana 5 February 202624 January 2026

Cheers for New Year’s, 2026 22 January 202611 January 2026

Sunset on the human race / A tardigrade could do better / Traditions get mangled, entangled, star-spangled / Genocide as a form of tourism: A slam poetry-esque Longette Lite* from the deviser 14 January 202614 January 2026

Back steps 18 December 202511 December 2025

Published for Thanksgiving 28 November 202528 November 2025

Our Country 25 November 202517 December 2025

American Lady 4 May 20254 May 2025

Published in Punt Volat! 3 April 20253 April 2025