Poetry by Chimezie Akara
Sacrilege: The End of An EraBy Chimenzie Akara Old wives mouth to ear know powerYesterday back…
Sacrilege: The End of An EraBy Chimenzie Akara Old wives mouth to ear know powerYesterday back…
by Chimezie AkaraBy Michael Wayne Hunter “Hunter, you tested positive,” stated flatly a guard at my cell door.…
by Michael Wayne HunterBy Alexander Hamilton Of the 360 plus potential members of my jury, seven of them were…
by Alexander Ra-Shad HamiltonBy Jeff H. Freeman I’d seen it so many times before, except in different ways. This…
by Jeff H. FreemanBy Terrance Tucker “Some stories you just can’t make up.” Writing has changed my view of…
by Terrance TuckerBy Christopher Clark A lot of individuals look at prison like asylum or a place where…
by Christopher ClarkBy Charles Raby It snowed here in Texas, and speaking as a full-blooded Texan, we Texans,…
by Charles RabyBloody are the HandsBy Shawn Younker Rabid are the teethtearing at my brainRagged are my thoughtsblustery…
by Shawn Younker (PA)By Fernando Rivas This happened on Good Friday. I couldn’t help but see a certain symbolic…
by Fernando RivasThe sketch below was done by Charles’s pen pal, Molly. Molly’s beautiful sketch inspired Charles to…
by Charles Raby (TX)