A poem by Ashely Hoath:
he society which failed me, to it I serve my time
You can capture my body, but you can’t enslave my mind

A poem by Ashely Hoath:
he society which failed me, to it I serve my time
You can capture my body, but you can’t enslave my mind
Prisoners like me are barred from the intimate family visits that are a lifeline inside — all for refusing the[…]
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As a kid in Pakistan, police treated Tariq MaQbool like a nephew. As an adult in solitary confinement, the kindness[…]
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This essay was published in partnership with the Prison Journalism Project, which publishes independent journalism by jailed writers and others affected by imprisonment. […]
TARIQ MAQBOOL IS an incarcerated writer serving two consecutive life sentences at the New Jersey State Prison. He is a member[…]
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A poem by Ray Hamzah Franklin:
If it were you taken
From the hottest sands
Would you want this Paradise Land
That’s not his land?
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ersey State Prison’s (NJSP) “Death Row” had their sentences changed to Life in prison with 30 years intelligibility of parole.