I’ve Spent 26 Christmases in Prison, and Not One Has Been Merry
This year is no different. No family gathering. No Christmas meal. No gifts from my loved ones. No visits.
This year is no different. No family gathering. No Christmas meal. No gifts from my loved ones. No visits.
Every day, the conditions of incarceration work to strip away my humanity.
I was sentenced in 1998 to 40 years in prison for selling marijuana. Even as it is decriminalized, I remain behind bars.