I feel wolves at my soul’s door I feel ravens glaring down at me, down from naked branches that be I feel so lone in this full house; a house that beckoned like a trap And welcome to the age of prison I feel they took all the pretty seashells from the sea I feel [...]

First, I would like to wish everyone a “Happy First Day Of Spring” Here, March 2011 and where I am now caged. Has a small enclosure of an outside rec-area. It is about as big as a regular size swimming pool. 260 times around is 6 miles. Each morning early, while most of the prisoners [...]

The day it happened started off like the thousands before it… a good strong run. I run here at the prison every morning at 9:00. I usually go an hour. Most of the time there is someone I know that wants to run with me. This day, i was to be joined by a guy [...]

For all there is a purpose. There must be, no matter how large or small. It is morning. I have my purpose. I am sitting on a basketball with my back up against a concrete pole. I’m looking, glancing, at the little sign I wrote; “DO NOT STEP ON THE FLOWERS”. It seems over-night these [...]

Today, Father’s Day, my thoughts have sorrow. I shall of course phone my daughter Francesca. Her brother, Raymond, who we lost to tragedy a few years back… his memory is with me ever so strong today. Why not?? For it is human. No matter how strong one can be, it is ok to have feelings. [...]