prison
By AW The slave ship that doesn’t move Nor never ever set sail Motionless is it rooted To the earth with no course The middle passage of the mind The…
Read MoreBy LV Surrounded by concrete walls. Surrounded by an immense feeling of solitude. Surrounded by concrete walls that don’t distance me from reality. Surrounded by one-thousand-and-one dreams – that are…
Read MoreBy PJ Twenty years in ADX.* I’m asked, a lot, one question: How long have you been here? First, let me tell you something I know: (Feared, is the unknown;)…
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