Poems By Women in Prison Submitted by Women of DeHoCo

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This is a fairly hardscrabbled collection of confessional verse that
touches the heart like a stab wound from a dying cactus. Outside of the
fact that these women were criminals there is nothing outstanding about
the works. Still, it quenches my ephemeral lust just a little.

I did research one case, that of Charlene Westerville, a baby killer, and that can be read on my now defunct Eloise blog.

The other prisoner contributors are as follows:

PUSH ON PEOPLE by Glenda Faye Buffing

THE WAY I FEEL by Harriet Walker

THE RUDE AWAKENING by Jannie Thomas

THOUGHTS OF YOU by Sanda Watkins

WHAT IS IT? by Ann Marie Felton

SNOW by Sandra Magnuson

WHERE HAVE I BEEN, WHERE AM I GOING? by Yvonne Patrick Kaufman

I REMEMBER by Anonymous

REFLECTION by Anonymous

DEATH OF NOT ENOUGH by Sylvia Peper

JAIL by Willie Jones

LIFE by Ruth Ann Nichols

PETRIFIED by ShaBooDie

CLOUDS by Mary Cuevas

HERE I SIT by Arcenia Skinner

WORDS OF WISDOM by Gidy Smirk

HE CARES by Doris Chenault

SING A SONG by Sylvia Peper

YESTERDAY, TODAY AND TOMORROW by Emelia Lenkevich (Hope)

WHO AM I? by Georgia Cummings

WHO-O-O-O-O by Bobby Joe Hayes

THE COP by Clara Light

MAMA by Eva Taylor

ISOLATED THOUGHT by Diane and Clara

OUR EVERLASTING FOUNTAIN by Monica

THE JOURNEY by Karen Nummer

ON PRISONS by B.J.T.

A TREE by Eoria Dick

UNKNOWN by Nancy Barres

FOOLS by Arcenia Skinner

OUR LOVE by Cathy Hunsicker

CELL WAITING by Doris Jean Nicks

TIME by Rochelle Lawton

IT'S A SHAME by Penny Cammon

MY THOUGHTS IN DEHOCO by Glenda Faye Buffing

MY EXPERIENCE WITH THE JONES by Yvonne Patrick Kaufman

MY EXPERIENCES IN DEHOCO by Frances Baker

REALITY AND HOPE by Mac

HOPEING AND WISHING by Charlie Mae Hutchinson

CEASE by Simone Thomas

DEATH OF OUR YOUTH by Coco

WISE UP by Doris Jean Nicks

AM I BLACK AND PROUD OR BLACK AND ON THE WILD by Gidy Smirk

A PRISON by Charlene Westerville

ADULTERY TO LIFE by Saline Johnson

MY MOTHER by Sharon Boyd

MODERN MATH by P. A. Powell

LIFE, LOVE AND HATE by Mary Cuevas

MY ROOM by Emelia Lenkevich

WHAT IS PRISON? by Ann Marie Felton

TO MY SON, FIELEPPE, FROM MOTHER, WITH LOVE by Anonymous

ABBREVIATION OF HAPPINESS by ???

WORDS OF WISDOM TO VARIOUS HANGUPS by Penny Cammon, Yvonne Kaufman, Peaches & ShaBooDie

SALES POSSESSION AND CONTROLLER by Bobbi

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