THE BALLAD OF JERRY G
Jerry G was not a saint. But if you met him in the last years of…
Jerry G was not a saint. But if you met him in the last years of…
Dawn was just breaking on the morning after Christmas. It was snowing profusely, and the whole…
Here is a classic example about just how unfair the Texas justice system and TDCJ are.…
I was born in 1987, the second of five children. Three girls and two boys. I…
There’s something wrong with my stomach. Has been for a few days now, ever since last…
Throughout my years of incarceration (and I’m sure others can attest to this), challenges frequently arise.…
Foreward This series was originally written in late-2018. It is the result of my participation in…
The way I lived my name was synonymous with “dysfunctional.” I have spent 26 years of…
When I first came to Death Row in May of 1996, we were housed at the…