R.G. Johnson lives in the Piney Woods of East Texas. There’s a beautiful and misguided woman who lives there with him. He writes offensive poetry and psycho-billy music. He is a negative and ornery son of a bitch with whom normal folks don’t associate. Rumor has it that he once beat a wild boar to death with his bare hands. He has been published most recently in The Clockwise Cat, Gutter Eloquence, Opium Poetry 2.0 and Poetry Monthly International.