Eric has been placed back in segregation.

It has come to our attention through Eric’s attorney that he has been placed in the hole again during the shake-down of the facility. He has been told that he will have a...

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“They build walls to hold” a poem by Eric King

They build walls to hold to separate and destroy They build prisons to enslave to rip hearts to shreds They build planes to attack and build plants to make bombs They build borders...

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Call for a blast of solidarity!

Eric has been trying to get a new lawyer assigned to his case. However, today in court the judge denied him the opportunity to seek new legal counsel. On top of this unfortunate...

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Am I angry or hungry a poem by Eric King

Am I angry or hungry starving and shaking throw a punch or take a bite cook a meal or start a fight? In what world does canned spoiled fruit and beans count as...

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“how did McDavid handle it when the judge said 19?” a Poem by Eric King

  This is a feeling you can’t escape its an empty loneliness, I know it me by myself despite a strong team back in the boxing ring keep hoping that i’ll wake from...

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Untitled Poem by Eric King

I think I see it, clearer they want us to live life in fear not feeling that kind of life broken into our minds robbery mask on tight to steal our sense of...

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Political Prisoner Radio Show

Political Prisoner Radio Show

http://politicalprisonerradio.blogspot.com/2015/12/political-prisoner-radio-weekly-12272015.html Listen to support team organizer Josie Shapiro speak about Eric’s case and experience being held at CCA Leavenworth

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Malawi Birds a poem by Eric King

Written in solidarity with the prisoners of Malawi who’s voices carry their stories beyond the walls that imprison them. I heard the Malawi birds they were bundled and stacked buried so deep but their...

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“About Capitalism” a poem by Eric King

These walls silent as the dark & lost haunting as a ghost these walls will fucking crush us all if we ever give up hope these walls steal inches by the hour pressing...

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“I refuse to make a habit” a poem by Eric King

I refuse to make a habit of being oppressed or oppressive to wear chains and pretend they’re bracelets nothing orange is stylish these meals aren’t gifts and these captors aren’t our pals don’t...

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