As a child, I lived near Biscayne Boulevard in Miami. Recently I remembered a neighbor of mine had a small dog that he kept chained to a fence in his back yard.
I was at the kiosk the other morning and noticed a slowly dying roach scampering.
In this place men would rather die than to be proven wrong, or corrected.
It is 9:30 pm, on Friday July 30, 2021 and the thermometer is reading 92° in the room!
As a child I remember going to Sunday school and reading stories about Abraham, Isaac, Jacob, Gideon, Joshua, Samson, and David
I was fresh in the system, angry, vindictive, and wanting revenge from the racist and unfair system that took my life and freedom. I cared nothing for anything, or at least I thought I didn't.
Between the year 2009 and 2015, I witnessed the most violent period of my incarceration.
I have never been a big fan of video games.
I've seen too much stressful events to write them all down, but one incident happened which has seared into my psyche.
This is Lilly Tigress. She's an adorable ball of fur which won the heart of her owner after the death of his first kitten.
Hell is a place of eternal regrets, prison is also a place of regrets.
Letting go is the hardest of things to do, losing is even worst.
My whole life I have been seen as a weird person.
My primary fear in prison is not the time, it's not getting stabbed.
The thought of eating edible, and appetizing food is only a pipe dream for me.
That is the word that summarizes all of the suffering that comes with serving a life sentence without parole.
