In case you’ve been wondering where all the posts are, it’s because I haven’t been writing as much. Not because I’m out of topics to...

What are we here for? What happens to us when we die? Is there a purpose to life at all? It’s natural for every human being to ask these...

It was in the early morning hours of an unremarkable Friday in 2017 that my life, which I previously thought was on a set track to...

I’m annoying. I already know it. Being fucking positive with all that “believing in myself” bullshit. I hate that shit. Well, at least I...

Do you ever look around and think about the fact that everyone is going through something? In prison, that might seem obvious. Maybe it’s...

Sometimes I twirl a pencil or pen for seemingly endless amounts of time, just staring at a blank page. I love it. I love what a blank...

What an unexpected journey prison has become. The last two and a half years of my life have been spent in the custody of the Federal...

I’ve never been a person to believe in much of anything, but the past few weeks have shown me how real life can be. I started the next...

I want to feel my daughter’s hand squeeze mine while she looks up at me as we walk down the street. I want to throw her in the pool and...

I’m sitting at the prison computer with tears running down my face, using this keyboard as an outlet to keep me from turning around and...

The Residential Drug and Alcohol Program, established by the Federal Bureau of Prisons, is the next step in my journey through prison....

This is a transcription of the letter I just received from Adelina. The institution sent it back to her house twice before finally...

Here I sit. Room 316, bunk 1 lower, unit 5852 of Fort Dix Federal Correctional Institution. Another New Year’s Eve behind bars. I’m not...

Who’d have guessed I’d meet my best friend in prison? With TJ, it’s like we truly were born to be bros. He was part of what G, Eli, and I...

A guy in a wheelchair that walks, a blind man who reads, a woman born male, and an inmate who works for the feds. Welcome to The Program...

Before I came to prison, I believed in nothing. I thought everything was random and life had no real purpose. Then I met Gabriel...

I need RDAP because the life I was living in prison was far from the life I want to live on the outside. I was out of shape, eating...

Three years of my life spent in federal prison. Thirty-six months spent learning about life in a completely new way. One thousand...

I’m white, middle class, and have two parents who are still together. I didn’t try drugs in high school; instead I recited the Bible. I...

A song, a conversation I wasn’t a part of, feelings swept under the rug, realizations of others, words spoken outward when inward is...