In the copshop, in RC– Fire Camp Training at the California Institute for Women. Mr. Darr leaned in on his chair, his body lazily relaxed, his eyes tense and alert. He had called me into the office, staring in silence before speaking. “We don’t listen to rumors, usually, but this one has some meat on its bones. Did you get punched on the yard last … Continue reading 2015, real talk.
I don’t have a scanner so the comic is hard to read, unless you click to make it bigger. I’ll summarize it for you, though. It’s titled: Why Rarasaurs Make Bad Inmates Reason One : They Talk to C/Os It’s me waving to a C/O, and him waving back and calling me by name. Reason Two: They Befriend Tough-Girls It’s me, explaining to a girl … Continue reading ❤melt : they leave
Originally written 08/05/14, from Orange County Jail On days like this, I miss the moon. She’s been my personal guide for as long as I can remember. In my youth, my small hands would pretend to hold her. I’d sit by the windows— palms bowled together— and whisper my secrets into her glow. As a teenager, I’d hunch in the backseat of cars, silently sharing … Continue reading unlocked: S.O.C.K.S