It's a sad world we live in, where being a teenage prisoner means you got lucky. It means the arresting officer didn't murder you. It means you can go on to become more than a two minute news segment and a hashtag. It's a confused world we live in, where being a teenage prisoner is…
Writings of A Recently Released Convict
This morning, while rummaging through some old books and papers, I found this brief and lonely paragraph. It was inside of a notepad of writings I composed from 2002 to 2003. Most likely, it was written at some point in 2002, a couple of weeks or months after I was released from prison. I read…
