Malachi Ephraim

I was born in Las Vegas, Nevada in 1968, the eldest child of one brother and two sisters. My father was a career serviceman, the Army, so I grew up as an Army brat, living on many different bases. My mother aborted a career as a court stenographer to raise us kids, but later worked as a caretaker for the mentally challenged.

I’m currently incarcerated in prison for armed robbery and aggravated assault. However, by the 8th grade I was drinking and using drugs regularly. I soon joined a gang and started a life of crime. By 18, I was in prison and have been locked up about half my life. Due to anger, bitterness and drug addiction I’ve done many crimes and spent many years behind bars. On March 3, 2007, my mother passed away from cancer. Her death has caused me to see the “light of reality” as I now await my release in the fall of 2008.


Articles by Malachi Ephraim

Prison and Justice Writing
Friday July 11

From the Prison Diary of Malachi Ephraim

When I realized that today is Father’s Day, I then thought of my dad who died of lung cancer in 2005. When I was told of my father’s passing from my mother, it unnerved me because I had just had a vivid dream about him dancing. In the dream he was healthy and strong.

Prison and Justice Writing
Thursday May 24

Summer Snow

*The following is a true account. Everything actually took place at the end of summer of 1982. On July 8, 1982, I turned fourteen years old. It was the middle of summer, I’d completed the 7th grade and had grown 3 or 4 inches. My mother now had to look up to meet my eyes.