Art & Poetry By Jose De Anda
Your SmileBy Jose De Anda Within my fleshI’ve photographed your smileWhile you left in remnantsLive crumbles…
by Jose De Anda (CA)
Your SmileBy Jose De Anda Within my fleshI’ve photographed your smileWhile you left in remnantsLive crumbles…
by Jose De Anda (CA)
All I Have To OfferBy Kenneth L. Wells, Jr. Broken into a thousand pieces is my…
by Kenneth Wells
Eyes That HearBy Michael Singh History ignores the unheard voice. Case in point: On an international…
by Michael Manjeet Singh (CA)
Rambo was an old school inmate I knew from County (Jail). He had a Frankenstein scar…
by Ignacio Carilla
Though this may be play to you, ‘t is death to us. Roger L’Estrange It was…
by Thomas Bartlett Whitaker
Imagine (if you can) living in a world where everyone hates you: family, friends, a whole…
by S.J. Watts
Bonding with My BunkieBy Ebony Mahone I’ve been watching her for daysadmiring how she doesn’t seem…
by Ebony Mahone
So LongIt’s been so long since I’ve hada broken heart,I’d forgotten how palpablethe hurt is –How…
by Robert McCracken
My name is Wendell Grissom. I’m a death row inmate at the Oklahoma Department of Corrections…
by Wendell Grissom
The Definition of Real By De’Kota Despain For the longest of time I’ve searched myself and…
by De'Kota Despain
