My Father Mocked Me for Coming to Court Without a Lawyer, But the Judge Opened My File and the Whole Room Went Silent

obey faster than thought. That part hurts, then changes you, then becomes the least interesting thing about the experience.

The hardest part is the quiet.

The moments between movement, when the body finally stills and the mind is left alone with everything it brought from home.

There were nights I sat on the edge of a bunk under dim light and wrote letters continue reading …