Deathrow is empty and covered in dust and blood and unattended to the wrestling ring sitting, Harold Attano walks carrying a lamp. “Some people out there have experienced what real hell is. They’ve lived in a world where you … Read More
Butterfly Effect
A butterfly flaps its wings in The Groves and the small breeze hits the back of the neck of a man on Deathrow. That breeze hits the man and enrages him causing him to start a riot in that prison. … Read More
Mirror Image
“Every man you’ve killed is someone’s child, Attano. You can measure it however you want, however gets you to sleep at night, but you and he are hardly different.” These words have flooded my mind since I left CJ. Am … Read More
Family Practice
I’ve seen brutal things in my life. Nothing more than watching someone suffer through the slow death of an infection. The pain and inflammation lead to suffering at the worst levels. It is a torturous death. I’ve seen limbs grow … Read More
Uneasy Ground or Where Trust Goes to Die.
Life in Arcadia can be like walking through ever shifting sands, a world full of uneasy ground. It’s a place where you don’t know who you can trust or if you should. Even those supposed to lead us don’t have … Read More
Open Letter: Si vis Pacem, Para Bellum or The War of Change
Dear Zeus, Every heart will one day beat its last beat and every person will one day breathe their last breath. I know, I’ve seen it happen all too many times. It’s because I understand something that may not … Read More
Harold Fuckin’ Attano
Sit right back and let me paint y’all picture. I get shoved down to Deathrow, ‘cause I didn’t wanna kill no more. I come back and I have some kid shovin’ pictures of my daughter’s dead body in my face. … Read More
Master of Puppets
“You know, it’s not the loud people you need to worry about. A man walks into a room looking like a Terminator well, all eyes are already on him. But the motherfucker who cracks a few jokes but is relatively … Read More