Poetry by A.M.Spaulding
(TILL KING-DON’ COME) BY A.M. SPAULDING IT WAS A BLOODY SUNDAY. I WALKED THROUGH A BLOODY…
by Anthony Spaulding (IL)
(TILL KING-DON’ COME) BY A.M. SPAULDING IT WAS A BLOODY SUNDAY. I WALKED THROUGH A BLOODY…
by Anthony Spaulding (IL)
April 16th, 2008 Prison walls tell a tale. It is a rare surface indeed that does…
by Thomas Bartlett Whitaker (TX)
March 7, 2008 Just a quick note to all the regulars out there: My long awaited…
by Thomas Bartlett Whitaker (TX)
Dew Drops of Wisdom (Part – Three) Poetic – Maxims by: R. Shiloh-Bryant She who whistle…
by R. Shiloh Bryant (TX)
February 28, 2008 – 3:45 a.m. These empty desert plainsthat spread outbefore my eyes, likethe landscape…
by Thomas Bartlett Whitaker (TX)
February 15th 2008 – 7:45 PM Ah, lockdown. A rose by any other name would be…
by Thomas Bartlett Whitaker (TX)
Armando Amaya K75877 Stateville Correctional Center P.O. Box 112 Joliet, IL 60434
by Armando Amaya (IL)
February 1st, 2008 When leaving a dense forest, one thing you have to consider is that…
by Thomas Bartlett Whitaker (TX)
Monday, January 28, 2008 It was my intention to write about this whole sordid episode after…
by Thomas Bartlett Whitaker (TX)
December 31st, 2007 2:45 AM Like most people, I tend to get very introspective at this…
by Thomas Bartlett Whitaker (TX)
