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2020-12-01T07:18:04-05:00Fellow Inmates|

Who Killed My Cellmate?

I've always turned to literature as my means of escape, especially in the midst of painful situations and despair. So, it's only fitting that I would relate most with Virginia Woolf the night I'd find my bunky lying dead on a [...]

2020-03-30T10:06:25-04:00My Crime, Reform & Reentry|

My Crime: Change in Places

Sixteen years later, that day still played in my head as clear as a Blu-ray movie. I still saw Frank's raised eyebrows when, in broad daylight, he announced, "We're taking that." A nine-millimeter semi-automatic stuck out of his jeans pocket. I [...]

2020-07-10T10:47:27-04:00My Crime|

He Says He’s Innocent. Do You Believe Him?

Let's be clear RIGHT from the start, I am an innocent man. Like 110% innocent. I know, everyone in prison says they are innocent, they say it so often and persistently that it holds no meaning, and if you really are innocent, no one believes you.
2020-02-06T20:11:00-05:00Daily Survival|

The Softer Side of Suicide

[paypal_donation_button align="right"]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 [...]

2020-02-06T20:12:28-05:00Violence & Corruption|

Summer Memories

[paypal_donation_button align="right"]By Jayson Hawkins Even after two decades of incarceration, I still enjoy hearing about my loved ones’ vacations. Partly it allows me to live vicariously through their adventures, but it also sets up my tired old punchline of ”I thought [...]

2020-08-19T18:58:07-04:00Bizarre or Funny|

I Hate Pretzels

"Eat the salt!" "Eat the salt!" "Eat the salt!" The chant was getting louder and gaining steam. There was no way out. I asked myself "How do I get into these things?" But I knew the answer. Men are idiots, especially [...]

2020-04-03T11:54:57-04:00Hope & Change|

Dying Inside, Living Outside

Each time I look outside, I die further. Through the steel of my cage, I see into the distance--the cars flowing on the daylight highway, and the flames above it at night.  I look up at the sky, the only physical [...]

2020-02-06T18:28:59-05:00Fellow Inmates|

Prison is No Place for Timmy

By Arthur Longworth Timmy’s a mess. If he were free, you’d call him developmentally-disabled and allot him a certain amount of consideration. But he’s not free, so no one does. Timmy lives in front of the guards, in a cell no [...]

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 [...]

2020-02-06T19:53:49-05:00Fellow Inmates|

A Rare Act of Kindness in Prison

[paypal_donation_button align="right"]By Jerry Metcalf The other day, while walking down the hallway here in my prison housing unit, I noticed something odd lying on the floor. I stooped to examine it, and for the life of me I couldn't figure out [...]