Trapped in a Box
I am sitting in a box, wishing I could get out. The walls are filled with gang graffiti, the paint is chipped, and there are spiders in the corners of the roof of the box. ...
Outside Rec: A Glimpse of Freedom
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Editor’s note: Today, I’m sharing a recent reflection from Ray (letter from 03/12/2025), who is currently incarcerated and allowed me to post this on his ...
Broken
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I am at a loss for words. Is this how being broken feels? If you break something, can it simply function as it used to? ...
You only think you’re strong.
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I thought I had a stronger mind. The years have passed, and yet my sanity remains only to see those around me lose theirs. I ...