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I made my way up to Medical on a cold February morning, only to learn that I'm heading out on a transportation run for a tooth extraction. This surprised me because I have never been transported off-site for my medical needs. I sat in the waiting area, being asked by a female officer my uniform size...Honestly, I didn't know it. This was how foreign I am to a transportation run. As we figured out my size, men began filling the entryway. Some for their diabetic shot, others to

The elderly of the prison system have always been my encyclopedia when navigating life inside. Funny, now I'm the one the young men approached for wisdom. In all truth, this wasn't a badge of honor, but more so the reality of my being incarcerated for far too long. Now they call me Unc (short for uncle). I'm a 49 year old that sat alone each morning at a stainless steel table. My books and college assignments littered the table as I sipped lemon tea from my coffee cup. The wo

My mind can't stop thinking about my brother Zo dying from cancer. Everything around me triggered memories about him. He was a shield that protected me from this madness known as prison. I been sharing how much I miss Zo, and that brings on more tears. Chris, my closest friend, worried I would relapse and get high. That started us on a journey as to why that would never happen: I'm not afraid to ask for help, and I'm not Tim. The night of Zo's passing, Tim decided to disrespe