Bible in hand, voice cracked, Gary preaches to
Cars with windows rolled up, assuming God
With him, God demands this of him, God hears
His words, even through a sky like glass.
Street Preacher in Rogers, 2016
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About the Author
Michael Fontana lives and writes in beautiful Bella Vista, Arkansas. He worked as an activist, teacher, and fundraiser before retiring. His poems most recently appeared in Dappled Things, Fur-Lined Ghettos, The Stray Branch, Penwood Review, and Poppy Road.
