DaVaughn Johnson

-Product of Society- White walls and glass. I’m surrounded by cowards in masks and crooked cops with degrees in criminal justice but by law I’m corrupted? Society divided. I’m a minority and statistics say I’m supposed to be dead, gang related...

Road Kill

The wind roaring in my ears is freezing. I should have known better than to wear shorts. It’s starting to get chilly after dark and the wind makes it worse. But pants always rub on the chain and get grease stains. At least everyone is home from the bars already...

03-06-19 Wed TSCI

Yesterday was the final session of the UNO/NE Writers Collective creative writing class. Instead of a regular class we had a poetry slam in the visiting room with an audience of several other guys from various education classes, the UNO students who had read our...