The following poem was written back in June of 1996. Back then I was a drug using, drug selling, violent little badass. I was at Walla Walla, living with Mikey and Jeff. When we were using drugs and smoking joints people use to walk by our cell, look in, and fiend. A lot of … Continue reading Taking The Edge Off Prison Life
Back in 1996, I lived with a couple heroin junkies at the Washington State Penitentiary in Walla Walla, Wa. They tried like hell to get me to shoot up that brown liquid syrup. I was offered hundreds of dollars in free dope to "just try it''. I held my ground and refused. However, I … Continue reading My 1st Narcotics Anonymous Meeting
The place: Washington State Penitentiary in Walla Walla, WA. The year: early 90’s Gordon was entering his 35th year of incarceration for a variety of convictions, including 1st degree murder. Although he stands 5’8” and only weighs 140 lbs., he’s a heavy weight amongst his peers. Don was entering his 18th year … Continue reading Hey Man! Those Are My Shoes!
Convicts want to control as much as they can. Back in the day (prior to 2004), everyone sat in the same seat at the chow hall. New guys were constantly getting ran off until they found a seat that could be theirs day in & day out. This caused so much drama, that … Continue reading Sit In The Wrong Seat
So you wanna break wind while everyone is enjoying a home cooked meal, huh? Alright you son-of-a-b*tch, I’ll see you in the yard! Shane is a 28 year old skinhead from Idaho. He was in Washington State picking up a garbage bag full of hallucinogenic mushrooms (aka: shrooms). Before he could cross … Continue reading Fart In The Chow Hall
Reflections of yesterday reinforce the lessons of today. Life is redundant. So why not learn from your past in order to improve today? I am constantly running into situations that used to piss me off. The negative situations are still all around me. That hasn't changed. In the past I would respond with harsh … Continue reading Don’t Sweat The Small Stuff
This is a story about Moody. Moody is a big ol heavy set ex-Marine. In 2004, he was dishonorably discharged for being a jackass. Upon discharge, Moody took his military skills and applied them to the drug trade. Meth to be exact. He was pretty successful, making about $20K a month. Today he's serving 27 … Continue reading Moody