About Time dedicates many of its pages to publishing the letters of people in prison, as well as from their family and friends.
This is the centrepiece of the paper: a platform for people to share their experiences and learn from each other.
I write to extend feedback – re: your monthly paper. I must say that it was with more than the usual measuring spoon of interest that most here @ MRC welcomed its arrival.
12 months into being remanded in custody. I’m still yet to be sentenced – hence I can’t see the end at all.
Our external world has so many options and choices, to have, do and be, we even have greater control of this world, more than we have ever had before, yet we are still suffering.
We have a voice, but through the system, our voices are muted. We are mothers, sisters, daughters, and even grandmothers.
Prison doesn't easily allow outside support to provide the love and care many inmates require, let alone access professional support.
My name is Jean. I am a wiry spitfire, 65 years young, and incarcerated for the past 24 years with a L.W.O.P. (Life Without Parole) sentence.
Since having my first ever grandson nearly 3 years ago now, it’s made me realise that I not only want to change, but I need to do it not only for myself but for my family.
I’d think there are a lot of inmates looking for someone to talk to, for some people it might help with the healing process.
When I paint, I'm not in prison anymore. I'm lost for hours in my artwork.
I am the volunteer garden billet and some of my responsibilities are garden plot allocation and seed distribution.
Dad would always say “there’s something about toiling in the garden, getting your hands in soil, it earths me out.”
The lack of housing is creating a backlog for inmates who otherwise would be eligible for parole.
With even the prison staff in industries agreeing that our pay rates are ridiculous, how do things stay the same?
Wow, I won the caption comp for December… I’ve never won anything and the whole jail is congratulating me.
I'll never come back to this place, but I’ll always respect the time that I’ve spent in here, and I understand now how and why people return to this place.
I now live in hope that I can find peace within myself, and there is a faint light at the end of a very long tunnel.
I was 40 years old when I was incarcerated and I could barely run around the block.
Prison reflects you like a mirror, you regret every mistake in your life. Everything. And if you want, it brings you back on the right way.
I pretty much have to pick and choose who I ring because it costs way too much money to ring each of my kids.
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