As you can see by the image I have included below, I am still, eagerly I must say, awaiting delivery of my copy of this excellent collection of poems and drawings by parents and children affected by imprisonment in the UK and abroad which has been edited by Lucy Baldwin & Ben Raikes. I'm fortunate, … Continue reading SEEN & HEARD
By David Breakspear Part two of a three-part series CW: graphic mentions of sexual harassment, voyeurism, and physical and mental abuse In the first instalment of this story I chronicled the sworn Affidavit of Corey Donaldson, a former immigrant inmate at a low security prison in Georgia at McRae C.I. Corey provided evidence of industrial-scale … Continue reading CORE CIVIC CAUGHT CONDUCTING SEX-BASED EXPERIMENTS UPON IMMIGRANTS WITH A SECOND IMMIGRANT WITNESS COMING FORWARD — The Norwich Radical
Allow your mind to visualise prison, if you can - even if for only the briefest of moments - as a chess board. You have two opposing sides, made up of many: labels? titles? names and so on, or even pieces? Within one arena, all going in different directions. Some more restricted than others, confined … Continue reading Gary Kasparov the learner driver!
‘Bird’ just went plural with Kendra Houseman and Dave Breakspear. Dave appeared on our very first episode of Bird ‘Mental Health Behind Bars | Can Lessons be learnt?’ and Kendra came into our lives at episode 3 ‘UK Street Gangs | A Look Inside’. The links to both these podcasts are available at the end … Continue reading 3 Little birds!
One to one... They meet, maybe across a table. A soulless room, wet with tears, thick with pain. STOP!!! Please!.... Just listen, before you fail me. For a poem is not just sound it is silence as well. We fail to listen to understand whilst providing rapid response. The empathetic listening ear, changes ways of … Continue reading Listen!
Lost and alone in a world that makes no sense. Living on existence without meaning or purpose. What! Is the hierarchy of these ends? And whence come, how can be reconciled, their partial antagonisms? Loud voices in my head, that spoke words I did not use. Hidden from view, their vulnerable traits of morality. … Continue reading Inside – forlorn
The year it started, but I can never remember how, not that these days I try to remember too much of this period of my life. In a way, outside of therapy, I have not gone into so much detail as I will now. It was just after my eighth birthday, I had a liking … Continue reading WTF!!!! Chapter two