What We Built Is Not Good Enough

A few quotes from the chapbook: "I've never told you of the toxic yellow glow of the seahorse that swims in my stomach, overfed" "late on a clear summer night with a lungful of American Spirit" "it's under lock, key, and the watchful eye of a gorilla with a sawed-off shotgun" "I do not see why the lady in pink should cost so much. She didn't seem to have any calluses on her hands at all." If God were to burn the tastebuds from your tongue you would turn to me to describe your next meal" "This mythical poem will be the last thing any single one of us will ever have to write or read." "This is no way for a man to die" "It took them months to figure out whose organs were whose" "Well Someone Created The Architect"

I live in Minneapolis, MN where I attend college and work at a local gallery. In my adult life I have seen warehouses, the look of a crowd as I bow onstage, pizza delivery jobs, psych wards, and the loss and gain of life. You may ask yourself what qualifies anyone to become an author. I would say the answer is passion, experience, tenacity, and the confidence that comes with knowing pain and also knowing one can overcome it. I have poured my life and all that comes with it into my writing since I was a child, and I am proud to call myself a writer. -Bill Johnston