Make The Walls Transparent

• Roy Moraga
• Charles Randolph
• James Beverly
• Mr. L
• Dennis McCabe
• Jimmy Kirksey
• James Mack
• Mr. O
• Marty Fitzgerald
• Robert Chappell
• Mr. N
• Terrence Brothers
• Kevin Lisle
• Cary Williams
• Matthew White
• Mr. K
• Antonio Doyle
• Donald Phillips
• Mr. I
• Michael Mulder
• Miguel Castro
• Norman Powell
• Mr. R
• Lawrence Seville Parks
• Mr. A
• Mr. B
• Patrick Cavanaugh
• David Riker
• John Snow
• Mr. Z
• Mr. G
• Mr. Q

Solitary Enslavement

.... We sit in these cells like dead bodies sit in cemeteries. Death fills our lungs, fills our minds, fills our hearts and fills our souls as it lurks and lingers and seeps through the concrete. Our minds go numb and our spirits fade into inactivity. We sit here waiting to waste away, erode, dissolve, and disappear into the cracks of the cement.

Solitary confinement. What an evil concept, what a wicked notion, what a clever way to destroy a man without even laying a finger on him. Solitary confinement -- the murderer of minds, hearts, and souls. The person who designed such an evil conception must've had murder on his mind and hate in his heart.

We die alone in these cold cells, as our hands stretch out to clutch concrete, but fail miserably to hold anything in their grasp other than the death-stenched air. We die alone -- a lonely, miserable, suffering death. We die alone…

--By Coyote Sheff

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The Price of Silence

First they came for the immigrants And I did not speak up Because I was not an immigrant.

Then they came for the teenaged mothers And I did not speak up Because I was not one of them

Then they came for the Gays and Lesbians And I did not speak up Because I was not Lesbian or Gay

Then they came for the people of color But as they left me alone I did not speak up

Then they came for the Jews, The elderly, the radicals, the farmers, The "disabled", the trade unionists, The poor, the artists... But I believed they were doing it for me And I did not speak up

Then they came for me And by then There was no one left to speak up

--Updated version of Pastor Niemoller's reflections