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
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
I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about my grandpa—not just his words, but his actions. By the time I…
Humans of San QuentinFebruary 11, 2025
My life is nothing but a story. I’m interested in sharing it with you. I was born in East LA,…
Humans of San QuentinFebruary 7, 2025
I had just lost my oldest brother, and my girlfriend and I were at odds. Living in Chicago, Illinois, it’s…
Humans of San QuentinFebruary 6, 2025
