Featured Story
Morgan, 33
Prison has been a roller coaster of self exploration and a chance to see the world around me with a clear mind.
Kenneth, 30
My heart hymned with sorry, like the crying of a dove. At thirty, the probability of having a wife and child was razor-thin, like the fencing around my home.
Alex, 83
It was the summer of 1962 and my first year of clinical training for seminary. I was 23. I heard San Quentin was accepting people for training ministers and priests for a 12-week program.
Bruce, 52
It was during this time that I made a conscious decision to embark upon a journey of growth and self development. I enrolled in every therapeutic program that Green Haven Correctional Facility offered. There I pursued higher education, earning college credits and giving presentations on the importance of personal development.
Richard, 66
Then, I saw how badly the military messed me over, they ripped me off with a general discharge instead of a medical one. This way, I couldn’t receive follow-up care in the veterans hospital. Instead they sent me home a lost and broken soul.
Darren, 59
Forty plus years of sharing a tiny cage was like an anvil around my shoulders, that I was unaware of until it was gone. Other than being sick with covid twice, my quarantine was a good thing.
Heather, 29
People ask me why I’m doing life in prison. It was Mother’s day, I beat Alexa down with my fists I had never before fought. The day I screamed her secrets, mourned mine, while I clawed and clutched her into admitting there had been no prenatal pills.
Raymond, 48
I never want to see a child grow up lost like me. I express remorse to help others. If I believe, I can achieve.
Kathy, 60
Telling my story sets me free from these walls. I hope to carry on my mission and help women with trauma. What was meant for bad can be turned to good.
Keshia, 42
If I only get the chance to be outside again, to get my freedom back, to be able to hug my kids, I would never lose that part of my life again. I promise.
Jeffrey, 65
My desire for more of a life, for direction and meaning is undiminished. I’m living in the nest of the enemy and my fear is great, yet it only feeds my rage.