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Title
As of today July 31st 2017
Author
Pineda, April Dawn
Date
2017-07-31
Pages
11 pages
Text (TR_WF)
NO TITLE By: April Dawn Pineda As of today July 31st 2017, I sit in my 10 by 4 concrete cell with a blue steel door, with no visability out a purposely fogged out window, (so we can't see the sky, for what reason I do not know) with a hatch for our meals in a maximum level 4 unit locked down for 23 hours a day to the beat of commercials, banging, clanging and screaming at all hours of the day. I'm at Elmwood Correctional facility in Milpitas California and have been in maximum level...
PID
apw:12350750
Date Uploaded
2018-03-16T15:41:34.754Z
Title
Chances and choices
Author
Maynard, T. L.
Pages
2 pages
Text (TR_WF)
Chances and Choices A memoir By Tabitha Lee Maynard The cinderblocks breathe and sweat, spin and jump, like they have a life of their own. The weight piles on as the volume raises. The screams of ignorance and suffering cannot drown out the noise in my head. The burns, bruises, and cuts do not cover the pain. The ringing of keys, a clink and bang; new sounds in the ocean of noise. Chow’s here, preceded by the nauseating smell of rotten food adding to the constant wet smell of mildew. On the e...
PID
apw:12359723
Date Uploaded
2020-06-18T19:31:43.272Z
Title
I am a female incarcerated
Author
Tammy
Pages
4 pages
Text (TR_WF)
Dear APWA, I am a female incarcerated at Logan Correctional Center (LCC). I am detain on a unit that they refer to as housing unit that is full of asbestos, lead, and mold. There is even a raccoon that is crapping and peeing in the attic that staff will not capture. Upon starting out there were 3 raccoons. 2 were captures by a trap. Yet the one left has been in the attic over 6 months. Even though several has grieved it nothing has been done. Some ladies even took it upon themself to literarl...
PID
apw:12352489
Date Uploaded
2018-06-15T19:45:37.962Z
Title
Running
Author
Maynard, T. L.
Pages
2 pages
Text (O)
Running A poem/memoir by Tabitha Lee Maynard I don't even remember the time before running. It's all an empty space filled with stories and dark holes. I ran to the TV; escaped into the land of make believe. I learned to read and ran to books; a more transportable land of fantasy. When the books and movies were not enough I ran into the deepest, darkest hole I could find. Inside of closets, cabinets, basements, attics, under the stairs, inside the walls - even drain pipes where the ...
PID
apw:12359726
Date Uploaded
2020-06-18T19:31:47.653Z