They say drug dealing is a violent game. Guns, money, and gang violence are all portrayed to the public as common occurrences when you...

Writing about prison is difficult for me. I think the reality of how it is versus what people think about it is drastically different....

I do my best every day to make prison the best experience it can be. From the moment I arrived, I surrounded myself with positive people...

Touch. Such a basic human interaction. We hug those we love. We kiss the cheeks of our children. We do these things things daily. The...

As I begin to write, I am nearing the end of my fifty-fifth day in the “SHU,” the Special Housing Unit, also known as solitary...

Life in prison is a strange existence, especially in the SHU. Living in conditions worse than death row inmates for an extended period...

This probably comes as no surprise to you, but life is about choices. The ones you make, the ones you don’t make, and all the different...

Now that I’m pretty much a full-time resident of the Special Housing Unit, I can say with authority that it’s a very different experience...

I live in a world where there is no cash, no cards, and no bank accounts. Yet there is money. It might not be a U.S. dollar, a Japanese...

For the last 16 months of my life, this has been the predominant question in the back of my mind. Always lingering there, like the ghost...

Today marked my fourth month in the Special Housing Unit, a place meant to punish this country’s worst criminal offenders. I was...

Blood was beginning to trickle down out of his shoes, falling seven stories down the side of the newly built, escape-proof Harold Banke...

Pill City is a book about a Baltimore City duo who forever changed the opiate game. I picked it up, started reading, and suddenly found...

Eighteen months in prison. Six months in the Special Housing Unit. I’m passing these landmarks of my prison bid as I write this on...

“What do you want to do when you grow up?” Maybe you’ve been asked this question before. It’s a question asked by every parent, teacher,...

Moments are the framework of our lives. Some are brief, fleeting encounters that go unremembered. Some are memorable for being funny,...

Time is a precious gift. We only get a set amount. These are the opening lyrics to a song almost none of you have heard before, but I...

Prison is relentless. There is no single word better than “relentless” to better describe what being incarcerated is like. Oppressively...

My name is Jeremy, and this is the story of how I ended up with COVID in the custody of the BOP. I am accusing the BOP and the...

Two years ago I was broken, frightened, and helpless. I was on my way to self-surrender at my designated federal prison and had no idea...