Unlocking Creativity to Transform Lives
Writers in Residence teaches creative writing to youth who are incarcerated to empower their voices and assist in their re-entry into society.
"I learned about Joy"
"It was empowering and a safe space to express myself"
"I like this program because I get to get things off my chest"
"I needed Writers in Residence, I got to put what was on my mind while no one saying nothing"
"I learned how to cope by using creative writing and there's multiple opportunities to go far with it"
"I know what I need to do to be successful mentally"
Facilitate a smooth transition for youth back into their communities.
I remember when you came to me when you were at your lowest. When you looked up to me as a lifeline. I remember the times we weren’t eating, and we were taking off some plates both literally and metaphorically. I remember the first I saw your demons when you had that bad trip and you thought cops were coming. I remember our first time running when the plan went south. I remember the times it was 3 to 2. I remember all the times when we looked to each other for help when we had nowhere else to go.
This Photo is of me and my boyfriend holding hands in New York City. IN the photo you can see my right hand which has a bracelet he gave me in it and you can see his left hand and his hand tattoos holding my hand as the camera also points at the buildings as we hold hands. You cant see anything but our hands and what’s in front of us. But after the Photo we danced a little and he picked me up, held me, swung me in his arms and kissed me while everybody stared as they walked past us. During this photo I was very happy and excited to see the city.
I remember when I first met Brandon. It was love at first sight! I Ask him to take me on a 4-wheeler ride, we was gone till midnight! After that we was with each other every day. A couple months later we moved in together. If anybody would get smart with him, or did him wrong, I would get smart with them!
My freshman year. Playing baseball for tiffin Columbian. I had never really played at all that year, just wasnt as talented than some other people at the time. But our coach put me first at bat, top of the order, our very last game. So I remember distinctly I took my friends baseball bat it was a Louisville, and I went up. The pitcher threw a changeup and I just absolutely cranked it into left field, I remember it bounced and hit the fence, and I just kept sprinting. I ended up getting a triple, and playing a lot more after that.
They hate on my style but in reality I’m so fresh and so clean oh that man doesn’t like me, tells me I look weak but I know, within me I am strong, but not weak. How they don’t like my music, too bad that doesn’t affect me people say my writing is sloppy but, my grades speak for me.
I come from a town with seed people But even better donuts I come from playing football on Friday nights Adrenaline pumping through my veins I come from swimming in pools and Granger lake Not even caring about sunburn I come from playing pickup basketball at the Marriott Inn Till the lights go out I come from home cooked meals on the grill And fast food from McDonalds I come from a family who loves me Even in jail But I’m going to create my own path And help others along the way
When I shoot the ball I feel like Harden but we all know I’m Lebron James. No one can guard me but if they do they gonna need some new ankles. I got ice in my veins I’m like Lamelo I’ll pull up from anywhere. You reach I teach clean up on aisle 3 is what they preach.
I’m in the air like I’m free like everything I’ve ever wanted to be is here. Everybody I care about My Girl Eva is pulling upchurch By the car. She throws everyone I love and they come Crashing on and I’m filled with joy.
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