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      July 6, 2022EscapeShaun Duane Blake

      In desperate times the prisoner,
      to enhance his vision,
      closes his eyes,
      presses his head into the
      puff of his pillow,
      clasping it tightly
      to hold out reality
      or hold in the fantasy—
      no one really knows.
      To those people on the outside?
      They could care less.

      from #76 - Summer 2022

      Shaun Duane Blake

      “I write poetry to express my thoughts and feelings. I’ve been writing off and on for about 30 years. But when I was put in maximum security lock-up for six years, I wrote almost every day. Poetry releases pent-up anxieties and expresses feelings of love and other kinds of feelings that can be difficult to deal with. Poetry is a lifesaver.”