Federal Prison Camp Herlong Journal
Fasting in Prison Camp

Fasting in Prison Camp

One day at camp, I decided to fast. I did so accidentally at about 3:30  p.m. because I missed the short line (the…

Ceiling. From my Herlong Prison Camp Journal

Ceiling. From my Herlong Prison Camp Journal

I went into prison camp thinking positivity, but I knew it was going be difficult when I went home. The truth was…

Commentary
Why I HATE writing a first draft on my computer

Why I HATE writing a first draft on my computer

There’s something special about writing my first draft with pen and paper. I feel as if I could think better with pen…

The Aaliyah Movie: Just Some Cold Garbage.

The Aaliyah Movie: Just Some Cold Garbage.

So I just watched the Aaliyah movie, “Aaliyah: Princess of R&B.” I thought it was great for maybe a websites or after…

My Past

Never Call Your Mom A Bitch

Never Call Your Mom A Bitch

I learned an important lesson when I was about eight years old…NEVER call your mom a bitch. Looing…

My Bio

My Bio

Born as Pierce Dandridge Jr. in Sacramento, California on October 29, 1978 to Sonya Robinson and Pierce Dandridge,…

My Life Now

Self Discipline in 10 days

Self Discipline in 10 days

  When I was in Herlong Prison Camp, an inmate handed a book called Self Discipline in 10 days…

My New Year

My New Year

Another year behind me and another start of MY new year. I would celebrate, but I rather start…

Resources

My Doctor Visits at Federal Prison Camp–Herlong, Journal 07

The medical sucked at Herlong Prison Camp. I don’t know who told me that inmates get…

How To Get Readjusted After Returning From Prison Camp

So you just got home. Congratulations. I’m sure seeing your family was an amazing blessing. And…

Guest Writers

Poet Emotion: Mothers and Fathers

By Poet Emotion Under Guest Blogger It’s official, I truly believe that we are living in…

Olive Rosehips: Swimmers

By Olive Rosehips Under Guest Bloggers (In response to “Mothers and Fathers”) I’m not here to…

Poetry

My New Year

Another year behind me and another start of MY new year. I would celebrate, but I…

Poem: Storm (from 1998)

Roaring thunder Flashing lightning Pouring rain Thick fog And me standing in solitude Soaking in my…