“Waiting to Visit, Waiting to Leave, Waiting All the Time pt. 1”

A visit is a Dickensian prospect--it's the best of prison, it's the worst of prison, etc. It's the only place you can touch or be touched without weird or menacing undertones. When I saw my friend last year, it was my first hug in years. For two hours, I felt somehwat normal by not putting … Continue reading “Waiting to Visit, Waiting to Leave, Waiting All the Time pt. 1”