Prison || Puff Puff Pass
A Story About Smoking "Weed" in Prison
The tray slot on the door opened with a bang and I followed through with the ritual — back facing the door, hands behind my back, cuffs on. The cell door opened and 2 officers escorted me 50 feet down the hallway that was the hole and into the property room at the far side.
They took off the cuffs, I exchanged my orange jumpsuit-of-shame for green scrub…
