Tiona, 26

Meet Tiona…

Hope is all I have; everything I dream of. Hope gets me out of bed and it makes me excitedly await tomorrow.

Tiona, 26
Incarcerated: 8 years
Housed: Bedford Hills Correctional Facility, New York

If you ask me, hope is envisioning another day where you can capture the image of accomplishing our dreams and goals. Hope is believing that my Lord blesses me with his mercy each day and wants what is best for me. It is the feeling of excitement and longing. The feeling of humbleness in life that eases the negative thoughts. Hope is all the strength I hold onto in each hardship. Hope is waking up and thanking Allah for breathing air into my lungs. Hope is what keeps me striving to win in the end. Hope is mustering up all my courage to face whatever obstacles present themselves. Hope comes from within the heart and soul. Hope is a mindful awareness, hope is me being conscious of the realities of this world and still trying to conquer the world. Hope is seeking knowledge. Hope is all my thoughts of ending all oppression and inequalities.

Hope is overcoming the state of censorship that keeps many of us stuck. Hope is change, hope is love. Hope is realizing things could be worse and appreciating my circumstances. Hope is that feeling that tugs at my heart. Hope is being angry at what’s wrong and trying to make it right. Hope comes from the smile on my son’s face or hearing him tell me, “I love you mommy.” Hope is knowing that this won’t last forever. Hope to me feels like a random breeze on the hottest days of summer, or when I find a place of warmth as I’m tucked under my blankets in the freezing winter. Hope tastes like that first sip of water after fasting, hope is the rush I get in my body that soaks in my bones. Hope sounds like my favorite song on a bad day. Hope is all I have; everything I dream of. Hope gets me out of bed and it makes me excitedly await tomorrow. Hope looks like blissful moments that I am no longer restricted in any way. 

Jennifer, 39

Jennifer, 39

Meet Jennifer…

Prison is not designed to change a person, only you have the power to change yourself.

Jennifer, 39
Incarcerated: 12 years
Housed: Taconic Correctional Facility, Bedford Hills, New York

I am not defined by my crime, I am not a number, I am a beautiful, intelligent woman. I have learned that I can prosper in the worst conditions. I am a survivor! I had to learn to love myself in order to become who I am. It is a terrible feeling, sitting alone in a cell with only your thoughts. My thoughts have given me purpose these past 12 years. I graduated college with an associates and a bachelor’s degree. I have made the dean’s list, all behind walls, locked doors and razor wire. In three years I will be released after serving 16 years. I will be free, but I will never forget. Where there is hope, there is purpose. When I started my sentence I felt alone. I didn’t know how I was going to be in prison for 16 years, without my son. He was nine when I left and will be 21 when I am released. He is my motivation. I want him to be proud of me. I want him to know that I achieved goals and made new ones, all in prison. Prison is not designed to change a person, only you have the power to change yourself. You have to want to succeed, I am determined and I will keep changing – I learn something new everyday because my knowledge is my liberation!

Tiona, 26

Meet Tiona…

It is helping others understand life from a different perspective in hopes that we stop fighting each other and come together. Unity is the answer to everything, the ultimate key to love and peace in hopes of mending our differences.

Incarcerated: 7

Housed: Bedford Hills Correctional Facility, New York

During my 26 years, I have come to realize what it is to love and to lose, what it is to grow and be stagnant. Every step of the way has shaped me into the woman I am today. I have learned from a young age what it feels like to have someone love me and then have them ripped from my life; leaving me to fend for myself as everyone around me abandons me.

I learned  just because you have parents. does not mean they have to love you, and their version of love might be quite different. 

I learned life is never what you expect and it will constantly surprise you. We may not understand our pain, struggles and suffering until later in life when things begin to fall into place or sometimes when it is too late. It is all the aches and heartbreaks that make you grow, which leads your heart to guide you in a different direction. 

I learned that what you hear or see as a child makes you believe certain values, and growing up and becoming one with yourself  makes you change those same beliefs. 

I learned  you might never see life the same as the person next to you, but you have to try to walk in their shoes in order to understand life differently. 

I learned to listen to my heart as it cries out in agony, because it is with love that we heal and heal others. 

I learned  even if you did nothing wrong, you will be viewed as if you are guilty because they lack the capability to analyze what is beneath the surface. 

I learned what it felt like to be my son’s first heartbreak when I received my 16-year prison sentence. 

I learned to survive in a jungle meant to destroy you and to find love in this strange place. 

I learned how all the evils of this world can consume you. 

I learned how to find myself while I watch others closely to divide the real from the fake, and to take heed of what they hide behind their masks and in their hearts.

I learned how to stop hating life, and how to start living it. We need to see we are not defined by our mistakes, because while they cannot be undone they show our willingness to get back and try again. 

I learned my passion is to free others from their mental imprisonments, and to live up to my life purpose. I want to spread love endlessly. 

I am learning to remind myself someone out there has it worse than me. While learning that even though we are all human beings, we are not looked at as such. Society creates these “norms” and labels and once someone does not fit in, they ‘X’ them out, alienating them. 

I am learning it is extremely difficult to be a woman and even harder to be a woman of color, that society expected me to fail because of the color of my skin. This may be ’The Land of The Free’ but every life born or migrated here has paid the price. 

I have learned to fear for my child every time I watch the news and see another black body lying on the ground at the hands of law enforcement. I know now it is those who are meant to help you that are often the ones who hurt you. 

I am learning our constitution continues to fail us, resulting in our growth being stunted. 

I am learning that while I am just an ordinary person, I want to make the best of my time here for both those around me as well as myself. It is helping others understand life from a different perspective in hopes that we stop fighting each other and come together. Unity is the answer to everything, the ultimate key to love and peace in hopes of mending our differences. Our world would be such a peaceful place if we thought of others, if everyone’s soul was inclined to help the next individual; I am learning to be thankful for today because tomorrow may never come. 

Ivié’s Gallery

Ivié’s Gallery

Artist Ivié, 55

Self-Forgiveness is a work in progress
It takes a strong person to stand and live
With the burden of a sin, a regret, a remorse and not hide
Learning to live with your faults before forgiving yourself
Will light your torch for the long haul
It’s in the very learning of our faults that we find freedom

LaShawn, 41

LaShawn, 41

Meet LaShawn…

…I’m stronger because I had to be. I’m smarter because of my mistakes. I’m happier because of the sadness I’ve known, and now wiser because I learned. And in the end… God always gives his toughest battles to his strongest soldiers! Thank you for giving us incarcerated individuals a voice.

Incarcerated: 4 years
Housed: Bedford Hills Correctional Facility, Bedford Hills, New York

I found my mother brutally murdered. Twelve years later, I was arrested and convicted of second-degree murder, for a crime I didn’t commit. There is no script to a situation of this sort. When I found her I held her. How could I not – she is my mother. Her blood ended up on my clothing.

I will admit that I am no saint and have made a number of mistakes in my life, but what I am accused of is not one of them. After finding my mother I turned to drugs and attempted to numb the visions, the smell of her blood, and the lonely emptiness of losing my best friend.

I am in constant contact with my two children, a few family members, friends and pen pals, all who support and believe in me. I am in the fight of my life for my life! The struggle is real, but I believe that someone will learn of my story and help me attain my freedom. In sharing my story it not only gives me a sense of relief but also I hope that someone might see the injustices that have been brought against me and together we can correct them. The past is a dead-end street. I have learned to move on, to keep fighting and embrace tomorrow.

I’m stronger because I had to be. I’m smarter because of my mistakes. I’m happier because of the sadness I’ve known, and now wiser because I learned. And in the end… God always gives his toughest battles to his strongest soldiers! Thank you for giving us incarcerated individuals a voice.

A mother and child have a connection
That surpasses any and all relationships
One may encounter
A mother nurtures, strengthens and
Supports her child in any given
Situation
My mother was my Rock, my light
My Angel and above all else
My BEST FRIEND
Our bond was one that was envied
By many
You talk about thick as Thieves – that was us
I am strong, courageous, smart,
Hard-working, a mother of two
And a loving person because of
My mother
She gave me life
She gave me her all
There is not a chance that I could take something so precious
Away from myself
God knows and most
Importantly my mother knows the truth,
this is…
Not my crime! 📸 Dr. T’s

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