Justice for Barbara Warren-Jones

In 2017, while I was incarcerated against my will in a psychiatric institution in Buffalo, NY for ten days, I shared a room with a woman I will never forget.

She was Barbara to me at the time, although on one occasion, I asked her for her last name and I wrote it down in my composition notebook. Tonight, I looked through the pages of that notebook for her name. I have not been able to bear to look at what I had written during my time in hell with my friend until now. I found what I could handle reading for tonight. Three words:

Barbara Warren Jones. Continue reading “Justice for Barbara Warren-Jones”

Jarrah Hodge

Eulogy for the Green-Skinned Space Babe

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Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas’d,

Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow,

Raze out the written troubles of the brain,

And with some sweet oblivious antidote

Cleanse the stuff’d bosom of that perilous stuff

Which weighs upon the heart?

– Shakespeare (1606), Marta (2268)

We still don’t know exactly why they sent Marta to the asylum. Continue reading “Jarrah Hodge”

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