Tag Archives: by Michael Lee Johnson

Read Poetry: Leonard Cohen My Friend, by Michael Lee Johnson

 Death is a bitch and a whore comes with hat on or off, Jewish, Christian or lover years ago called Nancy. Death is a passport, a left behind baggage note. My leverage sinks, I see you pass human. These my … Continue reading

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Read Poetry: I Edit my Life, by Michael Lee Johnson

 I edit my life clothesline pins & clips hang to dry, dirty laundry, I turn poetic hedonistic in my early 70’s reviewing the joys and the sorrows of my journey. I find myself wanting a new review, a new product, … Continue reading

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