Holloway has now closed down, but in my nightmares I still awake within its 18 feet high impenetrable walls. I was 20 years-old when I was sentenced to a four year prison sentence after I’d become involved in a non-violent protest campaign to close down an animal testing laboratory as a teenager. Like the suffragettes […]
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The scared, attention starved dogs wag their tails shyly and are anxious to please but when the dosing begins, their tails stop wagging, they struggle and cry. … Dog number 3216 had a bowel movement immediately after dosing. He salivated and foamed at the mouth. He retched and eventually vomited clear, foamy liquid. He lay […]
“I realize that if I wait until I am no longer afraid to act, write, speak, be, I’ll be sending messages on a Ouija board, cryptic complaints from the other side.” – Audre Lorde Today, people are celebrating May Day but for me, this day marks another occasion, one tinged with sorrow: it’s the day […]
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Prison: Hurting Those Who Have Hurt
I could write about my experiences inside HMP Holloway but I don’t feel like I ought to write about me. Instead, I want to write about a woman I met there during my sentence, someone who could not tell her own story because she could not read or write. We knew each other for only a few brief weeks but I will forever remember her.