Growing up in poverty and being abandoned by my father at three, I had less than others due to only…
Humans of San QuentinMay 14, 2024
As I wait anxiously for my son, my stomach is in knots. Music is playing, and volunteers are clapping throughout…
Humans of San QuentinMay 14, 2024
The Field Jesus, please help. I’m tired of doing life like this I stepped into a pit of demonic oppressors…
Humans of San QuentinMay 8, 2024
Eucalyptus Pelican These visions welling up in me, Which came to life when you were born, This imagery inside of…
Humans of San QuentinMay 8, 2024
This poem, Two-tone Shoes, and a New Suit, came about when Simon, my son, sent me a photograph of himself…
Humans of San QuentinMay 8, 2024
I’ve suffered from all kinds of torment for years until I called on Jesus Christ, who showed me real change.…
Humans of San QuentinMay 8, 2024
I'm grateful for this outlet and who knows maybe in some serendipitous way, this will be my year to manifest…
Humans of San QuentinMay 8, 2024
I don’t know if there is any direction or positive behaviour going forward that could help to atone for my…
Humans of San QuentinMay 8, 2024
I had never been inside a prison, much less been anywhere near one. None of my family members had served…
Humans of San QuentinMay 8, 2024
