Everything And The Kitchen Sink
My kitchen is my bedroom, my writing room, and my workout room. My cellie also lives in my kitchen too. In prison, everything is confined to a small space. So…
My kitchen is my bedroom, my writing room, and my workout room. My cellie also lives in my kitchen too. In prison, everything is confined to a small space. So…
I'm sitting in a prison as I write this. I'm also on a 24-day lockdown as well. In addition to this, I was told I was getting, “immediate release” (because…
It usually happens at night on the L02 side of Unit 3. Once the prison lights go out is when it's most likely to begin. My friend, Mr. D, is…
With my third Christmas in prison arriving soon, I am reminded of how coffee can transform situations in life. The first thing I was given in prison was a clear…
While laying in my bunk, listening to a radio interview, I heard a man say, “Prison saved my life,” - referring to his time locked up years earlier. As much…
When I first started this blog, my fiancé told me an old friend of mine reached out to her and said the stuff I write is sad. My first thought…
I receive letters from all over the country, from people willing to share so much about their lives with me. Their joys and aspirations, their fears, drawings and poetry, or…
One day I was staring out the window with a smirk on my face as I looked across the farmland that surrounded the prison on all sides. Another inmate came…