Poetry by Brenda Payne
ProgrammingBy Brenda Payne In the Federal Bureau of Prisons, the inmates closer to their release date…
ProgrammingBy Brenda Payne In the Federal Bureau of Prisons, the inmates closer to their release date…
1990s Inner City AmericaBy Daniel Sigler He was enamored by the nocturnal nightlife which existed after…
Lost and Can’t Be FoundBy Jared Ribardi Lost and can’t be found.Wondering aimlessly among the worms…
It’s on MeBy Patrick Jones Somewhere…Hidden deep inside of meBowed back with arms outstretchedArthritic digits, crackling…
TyrannyBy Arthur Roy Morrison Tyranny would be, if not for aspirations of equity for the whole.…
VentilationBy Stanley Ransom I forgive yet I’ll never forget. Years spent in the clinks because of…
JailedBy Kevin Souffrant By the time the cell doors closedMy whole reality has been removedMy existence…
Love Is…By Shakeil Price Love is the highest form of understanding.Love is the very essence of…
CowedBy Steven Norfolk He was a small boy to begin with. Unable. In a house with…
How Writing Helped Me Survive PrisonBy Edward Belton I’m not sure exactly when it happened, but…
