Poetry by Mark Hamme
Where are You?By Mark Hamme My first poem this time is an appealThat you give some…
Where are You?By Mark Hamme My first poem this time is an appealThat you give some…
An Eagle’s TaleBy Darrell Jarvis Mist in the garden, Adam and Eve,dinosaurs, cavemen, it started to…
When I was incarcerated at twenty years old, I still had an adolescence mindset. My mind…
A VisionBy Jesus Manuel Torres I have a vision as I continue to walk this road…
While paddling my custom made, streamlined four-seater canoe up the New Nile River, just inside the…
Self-propelled in this muddy revelation, the measure of this writing is not to examine crime, but…
A window ledge can come with a variety of languages. There is the most obvious one…
I have been incarcerated for approximately twenty-four years and often times it seems like I was…
Typing a report, I was the night Lieutenant’s clerk in Program. The Sergeant’s clerk warned, “Officer…
Consider this situation concerning showers in prison: in American prisons, staff must provide a number of rights…
