When you’re reminded of time with hard days, sleepless nights, and lonely stretches when there’s no one to tell you that it will be okay, time crawls by like a hearse on four flat tires.

She’s right there in front of me, but as far away as the moon

There is purpose even within these walls

The first thing a condemned murderer said to me this morning was, ‘May peace and blessings be upon you’

Every stitch of this red jumpsuit gives me something to think about

I belong to crispy, spicy, sour-smelling kimchi

It’s crazy how this world works sometimes – how roles will be reversed

I think about how bewildered, joyful, anxious, saddened, angry, the experience would make me

I didn’t know what to expect as I dialed the number

Her voice was the background music of my innocence