Dear President Obama, I am writing to you through my uncle, George, because I am very little and do not talk so good. But my uncle understands me if I hop up and down and keep at it. My days are long and of course my nights are short ’cause I go to bed early. [...]

As I look into the tiny, tiny, pond. There isn’t much of the way of things in, down and around the liquid. Yet, there is in the center, bobbing with the wind from my own lips, a small, golden island….. As I stare at the island, floating a little to the left, a little to [...]

Well, good evening and I have just come in from the night yard watching an orange moon so slowly rise from behind tree tops then longing more from up above….. But, as I looked up I had legal issues in my mind….. First, the 7th Circuit has come down with a recent case on general [...]

You think to know me, is to see me before your eyes. You think to hear me, is to listen of the words played from my lips. You think to understand me, is to read what I have composed….. Thus, yourselves to know. Know it is truly a cost to bear, to knoweth not fear. [...]

Memory is come as I lay on my back in the middle of the prison field. I do not look at the walls, nor the razor wire fences that enclose me. No, I stare up at the clear blue sky. Waiting for memories. I remember at a prison in the middle of the US of [...]