The pain that I feel, this place that I’m in, these four walls closing in…

As this time comes to an end, I wonder which way the next will bend. The earth and moon will do their thing, I’ll embrace everything.

To all the prisoners who have ever spent time away from the ones they love.

In Creative Learning we get to see some amazing stuff made by talented people. The best part is hearing the stories behind how creative projects have come to life.

Buy-Ups feed my belly, but what about my mind? Wth nothing on the telly, I might as well be blind.

It was November 2025. I had zero dollars in my jail account. Mum sent me some Christmas dollars. I’d just started working and was earning $47.00 per week, plus $9.95 hygiene allowance.

He awoke, annoyed, just able to make out his cellie in the blacked-out gloom. He began to protest, but his spirit soared when he heard the word: “Your library books are here!”

I hated the kitchen on the outside but have learnt from being inside that it makes me feel wholesome and happy.

“I recognise that”, “that’s someone I know”, “I can’t place who, but that is someone’s smell”.

There’s irony, hypocrisy, fallacy, a vast ocean of distance to cross. The “saint”, the “sinner”, it’s lunacy, that the ignorant could save the lost.