Poetry by Cody Calcott
Broken MindBy Cody Calcott Mind broken into a thousand piecesTimes 8 thousand pieces all around myHead…
Broken MindBy Cody Calcott Mind broken into a thousand piecesTimes 8 thousand pieces all around myHead…
A fascinating document appeared yesterday on our prison computer billboard along with the usual notices about…
I love new beginnings. I’ve compiled a lifetime of them. But I have a blind spot…
So, here’s something you may not know. In the Federal prison system, everyone must have a…
A Place Called HomeBy Steven P. Arthur There is a placewhere life walks with a profoundlimp…
When I arrived at federal prison, a minimum-security camp north of Boston, a muddled brotherhood was…
Growing up in Cuba during Castro’s revolution I lived a simple lower middle-class life. My dad…
A Letter to Younger MeBy Andre Collier Dear Younger Me,I hope you get this letter in…
While Western governments were spending billions on contact tracing and other expensive, ineffective, antiquated means to…
The first thing my lawyer told me to do was to write down the things I…
