…he writes on the cell floor, all to say, “tread on me then hear my whisper caress this cell, then feel my heart beat, forgotten kids wrapped in razor wire in this pipeline from school to prison scream into the night.” He scribbles “I’m scared,” then writes his story entitled “The End.” (Art 180 in …
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