Poetry and Artwork by Johnny Gouveia
Poem #1By Johnny Gouveia & Greg Shiga It is cold inside,hands sustaining warmth tideMind can wander…
by Johnny Gouveia
Johnny Gouveia
Poem #1By Johnny Gouveia & Greg Shiga It is cold inside,hands sustaining warmth tideMind can wander…
by Johnny Gouveia
On This HillBy JoJo Deogracias Ejonga Growing up in a military family, you learn a lot…
by Jojo Ejonga
When I was incarcerated at twenty years old, I still had an adolescence mindset. My mind…
by Deandre Currie-Lamar
A VisionBy Jesus Manuel Torres I have a vision as I continue to walk this road…
by Jesus Manuel Torres
While paddling my custom made, streamlined four-seater canoe up the New Nile River, just inside the…
by James Kunkel
Help for Healthcare!By Kyle Johnson Doomed by a system that don’t care (NDOC) inmates cry for…
by Kyle Johnson
Self-propelled in this muddy revelation, the measure of this writing is not to examine crime, but…
by Darrell Jarvis
A window ledge can come with a variety of languages. There is the most obvious one…
by Michael Larue Thomas
I have been incarcerated for approximately twenty-four years and often times it seems like I was…
by Frank Winn
Typing a report, I was the night Lieutenant’s clerk in Program. The Sergeant’s clerk warned, “Officer…
by Michael Wayne Hunter
