The Prisoner of Building 54
It was the start of another liquid day at Morristown State Psychiatric Hospital. “Cheryl-the-Squirrel-Girl” sat on…
by Burl N. Corbett
It was the start of another liquid day at Morristown State Psychiatric Hospital. “Cheryl-the-Squirrel-Girl” sat on…
by Burl N. Corbett
The world is a prison. – Goethe If you’ve ever been incarcerated, then you know what…
by Terry Daniel McDonald
Art by James Kunkel I woke up in a dark corn field, facedown in a puddle…
by James Kunkel
The LWOP community here at SATF has become interested in data accountability. Numbers have always been…
by William Curl
I like to drink on the job. That’s why I worked for myself and paid a…
by Michael Braae
Quickly, now: when I say the word “prison”, what visual imagery immediately pops into mind? You…
by Thomas Bartlett Whitaker
I arrived at Corcoran State Prison in Northern California on April 4, 2002 at 5:30 P.M.…
by Horace Thomas
“Ain’t no punk!” I heard vaguely from the side. Pausing from my duties as the computer…
by Michael Wayne Hunter
ShineBy Norman Michael Vega She shines like the radiant sun,bringing excitement with a smile that can…
by Norman Vega
