She…. He sits with his legs crossed in the white blanket that surrounds him. In the back drop is the pretty cabin and the few trees. Even somehow a bird makes his way behind his straight back and square shoulders. Yet, a handsome man stares before him as if eternity is a front door. And [...]

Each day has its beginning, dawn. Each day in prison for three decades I have a cup of black coffee. I have drank plain hot black coffee out of jars, bottles, bowls, cups, pans, lids, plastic containers, tin cans, and even plastic bags. It is a time of day a convict such as I looks [...]