Glenn Johnson is an enrolled member of the Cherokee Nation. He is 61 and doesn’t really know where he is from. His father was an officer in the Air Force the family was stationed at bases all over the United States and Europe. He has lived in Tucson AZ since he was 7 years old. He graduated from the University of Arizona and chose to pursue a Master’s degree in counseling and guidance instead of an MFA to save his children the hardships of being raised by a starving artist. Glenn worked in the Native American community (reservation and urban) for 18 years. He has been telling stories from the Native American experience and he has begun transferring those stories from the oral tradition to the written form.
Asleep
By Glenn Johnson
Asleep in a world of dreamers … mere reflections of the soul’s flesh and bone of will and desire.
The drama of dreams’ imagination scripted and acted in the endless theater of lives.
Like moths drawn time and time again to the false light, the false hope, the seduction of life’s silver screen.
The blindness of darkest sleep:
Again and again the nightmare of center stage, the audience, and the glare, paralyzed,
speechless, emotions naked and numb.
The desperate search for the memory of who I am …
Calm …
This is just a dream …
I’ve been here before.
This time … the performance to end all performances.
All is remembered … this is just drama … shadows among shadows cast by desires eclipsing eternity.
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