On the deserted corner of Condemned and Death there stands a neglected rundown theater, paint peeled and cobwebbed, haunted by ghosts performing dead drama, on a dark   empty stage. … More


toy soldiers arrayed for battle dirt clods piled high, piled ready hands work, hands arrange, the cattle a shout of challenge joyfully proclaims my hill, my clods, my… More

Casine the Joint

We all seem to want something for nothing. Yet the convicts’ code decrees that we do not steal from each other. It’s an “honor amongst thieves” theme that almost… More