140: Captured Words/Free Thoughts, 20th Anniversary

Email us at [email protected] Captured Words/Free Thoughts is an annual, non-profit publication packed with art, poetry and prose inspired and written inside US prisons. Every year a group of volunteers records some of the submissions in audio form to share with the world. An online version of the full magazine (and all previous volumes) is here. If you or someone you know (in prison or out) would like a paper copy, contact me and I'll make sure to send one out (for free). You can reach us by mail at CW/FT, 1201 Larimer St, Suite 3014, Denver, CO, 80204.Intro: Ben Boyce"My Freedom Kite," by Monica Petrosian "What's in a Name?" by Gary K. Farlow"Pledge of Allegiance," by Gary K. Farlow"Nana," by Tanya Austin"Attempting Sobriety," by Dylan Lapointe (DJ) "To My Trans Brothers (My Incarcerated Word)," by H.L. Tapia  "Quiet Night," by Anthony Enis"Prison is not a Depository," by Abdullah Muhammad "Mr. Box," by Larry N. Stromberg "Methamphetamine," by Dylan Lapointe (DJ) "To Imprisonment," by Eric Perez"A Birthday in Prison," by Keith Pertusio "Prison World" by Larry N. Stromberg "Bound," by Christian J. Weaver "Living are the Dead," by David Neff "A Better Way," by Todd Broxmeyer "No," by Eugene "Tsunami” Miller "The Beast in the Mirror," by David Zenquis "Incarcerated but Inspired," by David Richardson "My First Day on Death Row," by Anthony Enis "Black Boy Dark Child," by Daniel Mopkins "Can’t Breathe," by Larry N. Stromberg "Pain," by Shawn Harris"Lockdown," by Gary K. Farlow "The Man Not Taken," by Christian Weaver "Convict Chronicles: An Ode to Time," by Leo Cardez "Loving a Convict," by Debbie Magee "Meaningful," by Taveuan Williams "Finally," by  Manuel G. Sisneros Sr. "QUO VADIS?" by Troy Brownlow Outro: Meghan Cosgrove & Ben BoyceCover art painting of MLB pitcher Satchel Paige by Warren Worthington Sestina GodspellSix months in prison became a theaterUniforms became just another costumeNot knowing that all of life is a stageEvery man a star to the directorExpectations changed the meaning of danceSoon this chaotic troupe began to dancetogether breathing freedom into theaterEven the gods came to absorb their songCommitment was fit to wear the costumeguided by the light of the directorAll his tender loving care set the stageA bus transported All actors and stagewhere even the law could begin to dancewith shackle and chain requested one directorwhose eye was trained on a different theaterAttempting to restrain men in costumeall the while each was singing the same songUnforgettable Nights echoed their songAncestors followed footprints to the stagewhere reality wore a different costumethe love of family improved the danceNever before hade HOME become  theaterexcept in the heart of our directorFive shows meant oneness with their directorA certain harmony in their songcould be felt in the vibrating theaterHugging hands joined families on stagewhere every soul entered the act of love dancestripping away Lucifer's green costumeIn the next act gone was every costumeFilled with satisfaction our directorcoordinated the tear down danceof this newly formed society's songechoing in their love of theaterTheir hearts will Never leave the magic stageEmpty feels the dance without the old songand costumes feel senseless without a theaterdirected by our director on the stage of lifeSupport the show