Illustration by Gary K. Farlow

It is late summer
The grass is green
And I long to feel
The sun on my face

The grass is green
As I press against the window
The sun on my face
And clouds begin to gather

As I press against the window
A raindrop splatters on the glass
And clouds begin to gather
As the sun fades to darkness

A raindrop splatters on the glass
I think of how long I’ve been inside these walls
As the sun fades to darkness
Like life, slowly slipping away

I think of how long I’ve been inside these walls
Losing touch, bit by bit
Like life, slowly slipping away
In this southern cinderblock hell …

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Gary K. Farlow

Gary K. Farlow is a writer incarcerated in South Carolina.