Somedays it’s black and white, while somedays are gray and pale. Year to year caged has a heavy grip on my shoulders. Then sometimes through the fog coming off the steel and stone, I’ll get a simple change of freshness. It came not long ago. I was moved to a better cell block, cleaner and [...]

It is Sunday. For some a special day. For me, what do I make of it? Only thing I have planned is to worship our Lord towards the later part of the day. So early as it is now, I sit on the edge of my bunk. I have the thin prison mattress lapped over [...]

The morning has not yet brought the dawn… I wait. I stand by a window… I wait. Dawn begins… I reach for the two cups, black coffee. I hold one in each hand. He will be there now, in front of his cell, in a wheelchair. Waiting… I’ve known Harry for over 20 years, caged. [...]

It is rumored throughout some of the prison reform group movements, that I, George Martorano, may be the “LONGEST SERVING NON-VIOLENT 1st TIME OFFENDER IN THE WORLD”, with the charges and sentence I received. There may be others that have been caged longer, but I believe their crimes were far more serious. Imagine, for I [...]

Birds play a part in prison-life; at least in mine. Being surrounded by walls and razorwired fences, the fowl have to come to us.