A Family’s Ties

*This story is dedicated to Mrs. Vera Prather. Without her loving support this story may never have been told.My parents had a secret. And as secrets go, they shared… More

Suffer the Little Children

On a night when it's actually quiet enough to hear my own thoughts, after the lights have gone dim, my eyes burn red from reading one too many pages.… More

Hero of the Quotidian

It was in the golden, grasshopper-drenched spring of my eighth year that I first purposed to become a police officer, when I watched the grim-faced deputies arrest and carry… More

The Last Run (An Excerpt)

Louis Gentry stood outside Kings County Hospital. His new shoes killing him. A forty-five year old ex-con with a limp in his left leg—a nerve severed by a shiv… More

The Glove Compartment

For everyone in else in my family, the realization came gradually: a gesture here, a phrase there eventually added up to what they had seen all along but had… More

Kaddish

Blackbird singing in the dead of night,Take these broken wings and learn to fly,All your life...You were only waiting for this moment to arrive.—Blackbird, John Lennon and Paul McCartneyFor… More

My Turn

On a quiet day almost twenty years ago I watched two fellow prisoners at Florida State Prison enter Dana DeWitt's cell and stab him so viciously that his blood… More

Recipe For Prison Pruno

Take ten peeled oranges,Jarvis Masters, it is the judgment and sentence of this court,one 8 oz. bowl of fruit cocktail,that the charged information was true,squeeze the fruit into a… More