T-Bone is a massively-built spiritual ex-Marine, who uses fighting skills to stop prison rape. T-Bone’s latest letter from supermax, Florence, Arizona:
There are many cell warriors in supermax. Because the cell doors are rarely opened, guys yell shit at each other, day and night. Cell warriors are possessed with a deep-seated evil or confusion. They love to say and do things like call another man the N-word and spit on him when he walks past, or even throw piss and crap on him. It can be dangerous because they aim for the crap and piss to get in your mouth and on your eyes. That’s why the guards walk around with face shields. They talk trash, saying anything they can think up that they hope will get under your skin. As well as the N-word they like to call black men “boy.”
Sleep is hard. It comes and goes, sometimes good and sometimes not. The guys over in pod 5 are really loud when the lights go out. They show no respect to the others in here at all.
The showers are too small for me. They stink and they are full of bugs and roaches. The guards make us clean our toilets with our hands without cleaners of any kind.
There is no sunshine or any fresh food at all. In My main problem is trying to eat right in here, but other than that I’m cool. I take it one day at a time.