Poetry by Breon Powell
In the Mirror!By Breon Powell I am the culture of the city street.A heartbeat echoing in…
by Breon Powell
In the Mirror!By Breon Powell I am the culture of the city street.A heartbeat echoing in…
by Breon Powell
RaceBy Daniel Lee Branch IV Why must we focus on a RACE?So, if a person is…
by Daniel Branch
Smile for MeBy Jeffrey Knoble, Jr. Let the rain come down, wash away this pain down…
by Jeffrey Knoble
A CPS in the PenitentiaryBy Larry Stromberg As a Certified Peer Support Specialist (CPS) I’m trained,…
by Larry Stromberg (PA)
Our Activated EmotionsBy Yassin Mohamad I sit in this cell and dwell on life-knowing now I…
by Yassin Mohamad
It was a sun-beamy, ice cream ‘n’ chocolate syrup-type Saturday morning in June, a creek-splashy perfect…
by Burl N. Corbett
Some Guy, …True Story….By Wesley Carroll Throughout my travels, occasionally one runs across the most interesting…
by Wesley Carroll
“I will serve. I will be of service.” That’s a fly line from the John Wick…
by Delbert Williams
Go against your principles and morals enough, and part of you will drift away until you…
by Jeremy Mulligan
It was the start of another liquid day at Morristown State Psychiatric Hospital. “Cheryl-the-Squirrel-Girl” sat on…
by Burl N. Corbett
