Low Voices (Prison Monologues) – Part One
“We arise from deeper forces, but our choices cannot be known in advance–so we have free…
“We arise from deeper forces, but our choices cannot be known in advance–so we have free…
About this story: I was close to my Grandparents, they were another set of parents to…
One peaceful afternoon as I was just chillin’ out in my garage, when here come the…
People have asked me to prove to them that there is a God and He still…
Act 1 Scene 1 – Arrival: Tuesday, 6pm, I arrived at Foothills Correctional Institution on the…
One day me and my mom were in the car heading to the grocery store and…
It was 1986, earliest January. I know because the poofy coat I got for Christmas was…
It was a sun-beamy, ice cream ‘n’ chocolate syrup-type Saturday morning in June, a creek-splashy perfect…
Fiction by Terry Daniel McDonald Leaning against the door of the clapboard cottage he’d bought on…
Failure is the only option in prison. When I was in Graham Correctional Center, they actually put…
