Akil J

Dreams of having another chance. To

see a different morning and cherish

the night of freedom. To embrace it

like a child, with the knowledge of

the past.  Truly knowing whats right

and wrong. Allow my words to live

even after I am gone.

Continue reading Akil’s poetry here.

I am dying, so I can live today.

“Not everything can be peaches
and cream,” that’s what my grandmother
used to say…

Continue reading Akil’s poetry here.

Read Akil’s poem and statement for the Rethinking Prisons conference here.

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