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2020-02-06T20:11:00-05:00Daily Survival|

The Softer Side of Suicide

Ashes Falling Down By Johnathan Byrd I stood staring at Ashes through the rusted metal grill that provides the only way to look into a cell. This unit doesn't have bars; only solid steel doors. I stared at Ashes with [...]

2020-02-06T18:32:52-05:00Juveniles in Prison|

Learning How to Fight in Juvie

When I was thirteen years old I was arrested for distribution of a simulated controlled substance or in laymen's terms; fake dope. I had attempted to manufacture speed using a recipe I had found online. I of course lacked many of [...]