In Prison

Prison is not conducive to words; just to one vindictive question after another thrashing around effortlessly in my mind. Too confused to sort them out, too tired to write them down. No problem, I'll still be here next week.


What a clever use of the words. I love how you've captured prison life's questions. Don't tell anyone but, here's a file to escape. Well done. Have a nice day.

8 October 2008 at 15:06  

You've captured a great little slice of life.

8 October 2008 at 16:15  

Not only am I impressed with your use of the words but with your ability to convey so much in so few sentences. A thoughtful piece.

9 October 2008 at 06:16  

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