Poetry by Joshua McGriff
LockdoorBy Joshua McGriff Lockdoor, metal chains and racist oppressorsWe fighting the same war as our ancestorsSlavery…
LockdoorBy Joshua McGriff Lockdoor, metal chains and racist oppressorsWe fighting the same war as our ancestorsSlavery…
“Tell me again Aunt Claire what we’re doing here.” “I have to get a Christmas gift…
To Whom This May ConcernBy Taylin Reams I wrote this poem for youSomething like the way…
After the 2025 strike left nine prisoners dead and prisons in chaos, New York turned to…
I Cried TodayBy Raque Burkeholder I CRIED TODAY…when justice failsthe courts prevailwhen the system attacksthe victims…
Accessory To MurderBy Bonnelle Vang Since the terrible cold fell upon the spring tree,it has yet…
Dream Come TrueBy James Williams One, the way I look at you,Is the way I look…
After decades in custody, I don’t do birthdays, Christmas, any holidays. I celebrate championship football. That…
-Perfection is: Illusive and Mythical- (Modified “Why Judge Them?” Version)By Jojo Ejonga Perfection is Illusive!It is…
“Fight!” “Fight!” “Fight!” “Fight!” “Fight!” Have you ever been punched in the mouth or socked in the eye so hard…
