“The journey of a thousand miles starts with a step, the popular saying goes. But my journey as an inmate started with heavy blows. Remember the guy that removed my blindfold and told me where I was? He would come back to question me.”
“…your sun soaked/Rose-musk face that awaits me”
“Fresh air wraps its arms…”
“A hopeless, humorless watch/The burden of love etched in my palms—”