It’s early afternoon. I’m in HMP Hindley. I’m reading poems for young prisoners. I make them laugh. They deserve to laugh. But it’s not just laughter. I begin the reading with a poem Read more [...]
It’s early afternoon. I’m in HMP Hindley. I’m reading poems for young prisoners. I make them laugh. They deserve to laugh. But it’s not just laughter. I begin the reading with a poem Read more [...]