Walls of Fire
Walls Burning By S.J. Watts I woke to the smell of an electrical fire. My clock…
by S.J. Watts and Cesar Hernandez
Texas Department of Criminal Justice
Shilo Watts #1967929
Huntsville Unit
815 12th Street;
Huntsville, TX 77348
I do not write for my contemporaries, but rather for posterity. I am a leper in my own time and would rather be judged in hindsight – where all the facts are known and better understood. The best way to know the real me is through my prose.
Walls Burning By S.J. Watts I woke to the smell of an electrical fire. My clock…
by S.J. Watts and Cesar Hernandez
Imagine (if you can) living in a world where everyone hates you: family, friends, a whole…
by S.J. Watts
Here’s the only deal you get:• The coronavirus is coming and there is nothing you can…
by S.J. Watts
I read somewhere catastrophe is a result of a series of three or more events leading…
by S.J. Watts
This essay was a runner up in the 2021 Insider Prize Competition Prison has a unique…
by S.J. Watts (TX)
