The writings of another inmate. Many people have written harsh things about inmates. “They got what they deserve,”even when they don’t know it is they got or what he got or why he was there. All inmates are not monsters or murderers or child molesters. Many sentences are long to the point of absurdity and the only benefit goes to the prison industrial complex who gets paid for every full bed. Our prisons are so corrupt it is shameful. Screw inmates up. Make sure they are unable to survive. Get them back. The revolving door is cheaper than the first time around.
It’s actually a few minutes since I wrote the last letter. I reread it and thought it sounded too negative. It wasn’t supposed to come out like that but it did. That’s the beauty about writing – I’m able to see how I think, no matter if it was meant to be negative or positive. I’m also able to learn more about myself from writing. I reflect back on my words and see my feelings in back and white.
An inmate passed me right before I began this second letter. While he was walking he commented, “Chad. You writing Zoey?” I talk to him on occasions and he’s aware of me having a blog and me dedicating Life, Love and Letters to Zoey on it. Guess he noticed our routine. After he got a few dozen feet away, I wondered if he had a special Zoey in his…
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