by waac | Aug 30, 2024 | More Than My Mugshot
Love and poetry saved me. I have heart. If you hire me, I have something to prove. I have a lot to prove to you, to my family, to my friends, to the world. You’re not going to miss a staple, a paper clip, a pen–because I have something to prove.
by waac | Aug 30, 2024 | More Than My Mugshot
UNITED STATES VS ME. That’s what the sign outside of the courtroom said: the whole United States against me. I’d never been arrested before, I had no I idea what was going on. I had recently starting selling drugs to support my own habit. I was charged, I was...
by waac | Aug 30, 2024 | More Than My Mugshot
I was the gay kid everyone beat up on until I was the gay kid that could get you high. Suddenly, I was invited to all the parties; I got hugs in the hallway, the most popular kids started blowing up my phone. They loved me—or they loved what I supplied. Back then, it...
by waac | Aug 30, 2024 | More Than My Mugshot
I was coming back from some place I never should have been, when I crashed my car into a highway guardrail. I was in a blackout drunk in the middle of the night. A cop pulled up, flashed his blues, and pulled me out of the highway— but he didn’t arrest me. He put me...
by waac | Aug 30, 2024 | More Than My Mugshot
I passed a law here. I testified, built up a grassroots base across the state, was on the news, in the papers, and at the capitol. Law enforcement now carry opioid overdose reversal kits. Since the law was passed: 565 reversals so far. I get emails from all across the...
