This blogs will introduce you to a program that would help kids that were waived into adult court get another chance. We will also let these once kids, now adults, introduce themselves to you. The first part of the blog discusses the program , created by Andrae Bridges and Roy Rogers. Then the prisoners tell their stories.
Columbia Corr. Inst.; P0 Box 900; Portage, WI 53901
Life with parole in 2078
Armed Robbery, Homicide, Possession of Weapon
INCARCERATED: 16 years old -DATE OF BIRTH: 5/07/77
AGE FOR PAROLE: 101 years old
I BE GIVEN A 2ND CHANCE?: If prison is truly about rehabilitation,
then I’ve consistently demonstrated, over the past 20 years, that I
am reformed and ready to integrate back into society as a productive,
hard—working man. I’ve taken advantage of all available education
opportunities, maintained ongoing and steady employment since being
incarcerated, and I continue to learn relevant jobs skills (such as
basic computer skills).
avoided violent altercations and all criminal activity, which is a
challenge within itself considering that prison is a violent and
turbulent environment where fighting is a normal part of everyday
the span of my incarceration, I’ve evolved into an introspective
Man who has purpose and compassion and the self— motivation to
improve, not just myself, but the people and the circumstances that
troubling is that the state of Wisconsin does not recognize
legitimate “rehabilitation” as a reason to allow one’s sentence
to be reduced, but yet, the state does
allow sentence reductions for guys who provide helpful information to
law enforcement agencies. For example, if a guy has information that
could help the state convict another person suspected of committing a
crime, then such a situation would allow a guy to get his sentence
reduced, regardless if he’s legitimately reformed or not. But when
a person consistently demonstrates the measure of his rehabilitation,
over a 20 year span, by living a positive and purpose-driven life,
then this should also factor in when considering to allow someone a
sentence reduction.. Vet, it’s not.
hopeful that more people out there continue to recognize that 16 year
olds do not have the same degree of culpability as adults, and that
juveniles shouldn’t be treated the same as adults when being
sentenced. Juveniles should definitely be punished for their wrongs,
but the punishment must be comparative to their level of maturity. If
a 16 year old is not mature enough to be allowed to vote or buy
liquor, then it would be cruel and unreasonable to suddenly treat the
16 year old as an adult when issuing punishment for a criminal
INFO: Please feel free to contact me at the address above or leave me
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the bottoms of the earth’s blood to the Saturns in the skies, we
survive the wormwood
Jeffrey Dahmer dies.
a wall and a steel cot we conceal the ruckus in our dreams, Damn near
40, and under lock since we were incorrigibly 16.
teens, this is all we know-— prison prison prison and jail, But
they just don’t wanna let us go so we can prove our evolution,
hundred years is not a hundred years,
not in the deep dark rear of iniquity;
hundred years imprisoned is a blind cruel beast
strangles us, long, beneath its wild blue sea.
watched our baby Loved Ones
parents with their own families, (we’re locked away); We’ve
witnessed mischievous little cousins
into esteemed collegiate honorees, (we rot away).
of us have beeü gone so long that nobody plays that song anymore!
Most of us growl and sneer, to be strong
its hard to fit Love through that door.
the darkness of a coal mine to the brilliance of sparkling stones; We
shine mighty in the mind
we climb our way home.
is a Supreme Court ruling (from 2012) where the court decided that it
was unconstitutional to sentence a juvenile to a “mandatory”
punishment of Life without parole; although, judges are still allowed
to sentence juveniles to Life without parole, judges must consider
the “mitigating factors of youth” before imposing such a harsh
once watched a prison take a child and stretch him into angles, so
when that little boy
home, instinctively, they all scram out his way.
once watched a prison
a tiger--biggest one I’ve ever seen, with claws that plucked
dragons quick out the sky;
once watched a prison smite a tiger gut a lair twist a jungle inside
once watched a prison stomp—stomp, extemporaneously, on all the
glowing garden flowers budding fresh in our Imaginations, so when
folks speak of orchids and azaleas and sun-kissed lilies, we run to
hush their lips, for safe.
once watched a prison do long division with human heads, with cold
bodies coiled tightly
the damp black earth, fresh mud, the fingernails-- a filthy team of
angst and cudgeled anger crumpled into a fist
sloped open graves.
once watched a prison shrivel up the sun into an orange pebbled nut,
not with bergs of ice or black holes, but simply with the bent
silhouette of its stone razored face pressed firm
the dirty glass window.
the light weighs a thousand tons, and I am unable to move
this cold, boulder, locked;
What Is Next leans offensive against my surface, my purpose, my name;
go there not to get away, but to get a way to heal this, to feel the
good Cod medicine warm quiet against the rind;
I am most confused, when
fall nauseous to the wicked creep
wretched circumstance, the dragon;
go there, the vacant old pagoda, to soothe crumpled wings, make
rich-- the tiny pauper;
go there (frequently, I show up there) when I am broken, a billion
scattered dust to gathered stars, truly I show up there, way—way up
there, with asteroids for guts and green planets for brains;
sip slow, the sun, to feel the glorious weightless push of bliss plus
bliss plus melody;