A sunset cast upon a sandy beach and the chill of the tide moving across my feet. Beauty Is… A evening in June upon a mountain top eyes gazed at a full moon. Beauty Is… The melody and pitch as you listen to a songful bird sing solo or orchestrated in a divine symphony. Beauty Is… The sights you s...

I hope you accept this symbolic salute to all our troops Sometimes we all take for granted the guarantees in our constitution and forget what it takes to be free And we look over our men and women who serve and the heroes who died so we can have our American dreams I hope this small token of appr...

Walking down the street one day, I came across a man just lying there Cold, dirty and partly sick with the most haunting depressing stare. Quickly taking inventory of myself standing there Fit and strong but in the back of my mind wondering if that was me would anyone care? My answer being yes, m...

August 2nd, 2013 To Whom It May Concern, In 2013, I was stabbed multiple times in the stomach and lost half my colon and half my stomach. My small intestine was torn up badly, my spleen was severely damaged, and I had acute blood loss. My pancreas was also damaged. This happened during the Padres...

“My brothers, count it as joy when you fall into diverse struggles, knowing that the testing of your faith produces patience.” — The Apostle James We must learn to appreciate struggles, challenges, and adversity. It is through the difficulties of life that we are able to cultivate patience, goodn...

I used to believe in happy endings. I saw hope in the future. I sought purpose. I had plans and dreams— but that was the old me. That was before you came and everything changed. By Lee Call 1.7.25

A distance rules us in space and time. Not a moment unfelt within my tortured mind— reliving again and again my memories of you. I cherish each one, though bittersweet— they are all I have left to lose. By Lee Call 12.24

Creative Writing A stillness… like the quiet that comes after a storm. Not a single breath of wind blows through this space. A deep silence hovers in the air. There’s no time here— No hunger—no fear— Just peace… I sit cross-legged on this grassy knoll Looking out over the vast open field Bathe...

A Message for us from Timothy Taylor, Indiana Dept of Corrections God bless you and the whole team at Unconditional Freedom. Thank you for everything you’ve done for me and for everyone else who is a part of this program. Some of us don’t have family or friends out there to talk to. You all ha...

Looking out on a world of living color, yet I dream in black and white, with eyes shut wide, seeing the unseen. Tempted to run but only in place, for the thing I fear inhabits this space. One day will dawn— the sun so bright— greeting me to the day I'm victorious in flight. As I move from this pl...

Tiny lights strewn across the sky, traveling from far and wide— Just to at last alight within my curious eyes. As I gaze, I can’t help but wonder if these lights of infinite yonder would continue to exist— lest I stand As Witness.

Outside, the sun shines. Not a cloud in the blue sky— I watch from inside.

We’ve been having many storms. Rain and wind pound the side of our building. Our tall razor-wired fences shake and tremble, as if wanting to uproot themselves and find shelter. The recreational yard’s trash cans roll around, vomiting the garbage they once held. I know this storm will last all nig...

Forty-six years around the Sun have taken me to Europe, universities and awards galore. But year forty-seven starts in my jail cell, a felonious mistake locks me in the glare of a crucible. Nighttime nightmares of a world with no darkness, and I’m free wandering a bright dreamscape. There were so...