Poetry by Hector Flores
Sick Little BoyBy Hector Flores Sick little boy, he couldn’t open up his eyes but found…
by Hector Flores
Sick Little BoyBy Hector Flores Sick little boy, he couldn’t open up his eyes but found…
by Hector Flores
How we look at life has tremendous importance concerning whether we fail in life or gain…
by Marcus Ellison
Click here to read Part One INTERLUDE They speak to meor through me, ghost voices.I can’t…
by Fernando Rivas
Standing on a cloud bathed in a golden aura, feeling the brush of angel’s wings his…
by William Hill
Prison is full of prisoners … but it’s a lonely place. As months turn to years,…
by Johnny Davis
I remember the day I was found guilty of murder. Less than twenty minutes later the…
by Jermey Busby
Read Part 1 here This reward I gain for my folly. – Tertullian Living in a…
by Terry Daniel McDonald
Episode Two: Of Cellies, Hacked Toilets, and the Quest for the Elusive Third Option To read…
by Thomas Bartlett Whitaker
What does it take to touch the heart of a man? Comforting memories for prisoners can…
by Terry Daniel McDonald
“We arise from deeper forces, but our choices cannot be known in advance–so we have free…
by Fernando Rivas
