Poems from Johnathon Nichols

Alice awoke from her bed with madness in her head laughing and spiting  saying I'm not insane as they took her away  to Wonderland Ave and...
  are we safe and sound?  are we broken down ? can we speak can we yell with out prosecution   from the other side of the room ? can we be...
 (note for reader this poem is against the keystone  pipeline it must be  stopped for all our culture and land is in jeopardy not just the...
knife  to my chest ready to end it all then comes a meow then comes more then a scratching at my door I'm needed once more  so i open the...