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Title: Caged view - April 10, 2015
Author: Vitality, Prison
Date: 2015-04-10
Pages: 3 pages
Text (FT): Caged View -- April 10, 2015 The demented cement wall I open my eyes to every morning is more than a century old and bleeds tear gas when it gets really humid. Some of the white paint from its last paint-job remains and has been scorched with black soot from recent fire -- no doubt set in protest from a dissatisfied resident. The wall is pockmarked with multicolored scabs from years of paint-jobs, has crude gang graffiti painstakingly carved with paperclips, and bears battle scars from the co...
PID: apw:12347357
Date Uploaded: 2017-08-16T15:03:32.838Z

Title: Dancing daydreams - March 11, 2015
Author: Vitality, Prison
Date: 2015-03-11
Pages: 3 pages
Text (FT): Dancing Daydreams - March 11, 2015 My balance teeters as I land, spinning on one foot atop of the abrasive concrete, preparing for another leap. I don't bite it, but man... it's close. I feel a shot of adrenal relief seize my body, and I bite back an impetuous smile as my body springs into a final landing of a five-piece pirouette... umm... I mean, tornado-kick. I'm gasping for oxygen, my muscles tensed, and I feel the stares of unwelcome eyes. Of course, in prison, unwelcome e...
PID: apw:12347361
Date Uploaded: 2017-08-16T15:03:33.046Z

Title: Man versus beast - January 30, 2015
Author: Vitality, Prison
Date: 2015-01-30
Pages: 2 pages
Text (FT): Man Versus Beast - January 30, 2015 I stare at my freshly washed T-shirt hanging from a string clothesline against the wall. I've seen this sight a thousand times yet never seen it at all. What a pathetic shirt. Would anyone in the freeworld wear it? Probably not. Wearing it would be frowned upon, especially in a public place like a store or restaurant. Not that I think much about what's acceptable in public, but every once in a while I allow myself a little role-playing game to fil...
PID: apw:12347365
Date Uploaded: 2017-08-16T15:03:33.288Z

Title: Naked destiny
Author: Vitality, Prison
Pages: 3 pages
Text (FT): Naked Destiny I feel instead of hear a squeaky groan come from my chest in reaction to the sharp pain penetrating my eardrums. They fixed the loudspeaker last night. The same loudspeaker I paid Dennis 4 Ramen noodle soups to disable a couple of weeks ago. I was hoping for a longer reprieve, but over all the money was well spent. My cage is located in such a manner as to perfectly convey the demon speaker's scream from hell. One can avoid the resulting pain with a pair of earplugs, but I ...
PID: apw:12347368
Date Uploaded: 2017-08-16T15:03:33.489Z

Title: Slaves of the state
Author: Bazrowx, Timothy D.V.
Pages: 4 pages
Text (O): Slaves of the State An Essay Based On True Events By: Timothy D.V. Bazrowx   Slaves! The very word brings up feelings of hatred, and degradation, yet although thought to be abolished with the, "Emancipation Proclamation of 1863" issued by President Lincoln, it still exists today. There is another form of slavery that is alive, and well in todays age, that surpasses racial borders; It surpasses religions; it surpasses financial levels of social class (in some cases), and seems to onl...
PID: apw:12349210
Date Uploaded: 2017-11-03T14:47:30.14Z

Title: The razor ribbon retribution
Author: Bazrowx, Timothy D.V.
Date: 2017-11-12
Pages: 4 pages
Text (O): The Razor Ribbon Retribution An Essay The sun is still hiding behind the curtain of darkness called night, but you can hear it outside the window. The darkness is still alive and well, but there is always light; the light glints off of the points of the razor ribbon that adorns the fences that surrounds the prison I am in- They all have them, society in Texas is proud of them, for they are always building new prisons, with new fences, and yes new razor ribbon, shiny, new, sharp razor ribbon. ...
PID: apw:12351873
Date Uploaded: 2018-03-17T02:47:36.567Z

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