This is a poem about my past relationship Love is You You just can’t imagine how much I miss you…
Humans of San QuentinMarch 20, 2025
To this day, I am inspired by those who give without expectation We don’t earn credits or incentives for our…
Humans of San QuentinMarch 17, 2025
She told me it was not my fault. She grabbed me and held me as we both cried. She held…
Humans of San QuentinMarch 3, 2025
When we begin to think about what an actual Ode is, asks: Are these things I can be grateful for?…
Humans of San QuentinFebruary 26, 2025
At 14, I moved to Stillwell, Oklahoma, with my foster mom and dad, who treated me with kindness and compassion.…
Humans of San QuentinFebruary 20, 2025
A part of me still loves you and doesn’t Want to let go. Thinking of You When I think of…
Humans of San QuentinFebruary 18, 2025
A closed mouth doesn’t get fed, so I fight to equip my brothers with the tools to succeed after prison.…
Humans of San QuentinFebruary 18, 2025
I am from the deepest part of the game. I am from where people know my name. I am from…
Humans of San QuentinFebruary 18, 2025
I have a son—he’s 16 now. He’s the main reason I stay out of trouble. Since I’ve been here, I…
Humans of San QuentinFebruary 14, 2025
