When they talk of ghosts of the dead who wander in the night with things still undone in life, they approximate my subjective experience of this life.
From Jack Henry Abbott
The part of me which wanders through my mind and never sees or feels actual objects, but which lives in and moves through my passions and my emotions, experiences this world as a horrible nightmare.
There was never sufficient evidence presented at my trial to support a finding of intent to kill.
The other inmates stand in a long straight line, flanked by guards, and I am dragged past them. I do not respect them, because they will not run - will not try to escape.
When I'm forced by circumstances to be in a crowd of prisoners, it's all I can do to refrain from attack.
Nothing is over and done with. Nothing. Not even your malice.
I have been desperate to escape for so many years now, it is routine for me to try to escape.
To be in prison so long, it's difficult to remember exactly what you did to get there.
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