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Punching the Air
By Ibi Zoboi and Yusef Salaam
I am particularly touched by this book because until Covid struck in March 2020, the highlight of my week was teaching a writing workshop at Denver Women’s Correctional Facility (DWCF). Poetry in prison showed me the power of art. For the two hours we sat together, the women and I both entered a different world, a separate space. I was given the opportunity to see them not merely as the embodiment of their crimes, as they are all too often read, but as the best of themselves – still sacred sparks. In prison, they are referred to by a number. When a guard does call them by their name, it is always their last name. In my class, we all addressed each other by our first names. Not a class went by that I didn’t feel terrible that when they signed the attendance sheet, they always put their numbers before their names. I never seized to find that heartbreaking – a true example of what Amal would call the System, with a capital S.
We did a variety of writing exercises at DWCF, ranging from poetry to prose, but poetry was definitely the initial way in. There is something about poetry – the variety of forms, perhaps – the way words can be laid out on a page – that is freeing. Some people are scared of poetry in the beginning, concerned that they need to focus on meter and rhyme. But when they are given permission to understand poetry as freedom, poetry as liberation, walls can come tumbling down; you can punch through the air.
Amal’s poetry in this book depicts how free poetry can be, how much range it can have. Because it does not have to traverse the page – line after line after line (like this essay!) – it is also easy to read, quicker. I had a sense of flying through this book – not because the subject matter was light, but because the poetic form – the layout on the page – made me not want to put it down.
This leads me to another concept in poetry: the white space of a page. Poets know that that white space, what is not said, is as important as the choice of what black letters are put down. This equality – between the black words on the page, the color -- and the surrounding white space – is especially symbolic in any work of literature tackling race. For too long, the literary canon ignored the contributions of Black authors – segregated them for all intent and purpose. There is certainly a corrective to this happening now, and Good Trouble For Kids was established to a part of this “desegregation of literature” from the earliest ages on up. (I love that term, which I just heard in a Times virtual discussion of James Baldwin’s novel Go Tell It On the Mountain, led by author Ayana Mathis). I had the great privilege of being introduced to Black American literature by some wonderful white middle school and high school teachers (I did not have a single Black teacher in schools that were at least 50% Black). I continued to pursue the study of Black American literature in college and graduate school, where I was finally taught by a Black professor. The fact that in 13 years of schooling I had only one Black teacher speaks volumes. I very much hope this is not the case for your kids – white and Black.
There is story after story of incarcerated men and women realizing that their bodies may be locked up behind walls, but they have the opportunity to free their minds through knowledge, and to transmit their knowledge through writing. Malcolm X’s autobiography is an obvious choice when contemplating this, but there are so many others, like George Jackson’s Soledad Brother; Eldridge Cleaver’s Soul on Ice (reviewed by the Harvard Crimson), which made the New York Times top 10 list in 1968; and Martin Luther King’s Letter from Birmingham Jail, for starters. The women at DWCF read more than anyone I know on the outside. They introduced me to an array of authors I might not ever have encountered without their recommendation. I think perhaps most of Reginald Dwayne Betts, who, like Amal, also spent time in prison, but for a crime he admits committing: a carjacking at 16 that led to 9 years in an adult facility. Reginald Dwayne Betts was literally saved by books and poetry, much like Amal was saved by art and poetry. Once Betts was released from prison, he got a college degree, a Master in Fine Arts, a Yale law degree, and became an acclaimed poet. I highly recommend his most recent book, Felon. In October 2020, Betts wrote this powerful piece in the New York Times Magazine, called “Kamala Harris, Mass Incarceration and Me.”
Art & Poetry
In a collaboration between writer and artist, Betts had an exhibit in 2019 at the Museum of Modern Art of his poems created from redacted legal documents alongside Titus Kaphar’s portraits of people incarcerated.
One woman I taught at DWCF was as honest as Betts about her crime. She killed a man who had abused her, confessed, and got a 40-year sentence. Like me, she is white and college-educated (she attended an excellent small liberal arts college), and at the time of the murder, had just been awarded “employee of the month” at her job. She had had previous issues with drugs and a bad radar for men. She has about another 8 years to serve. In these past 32 years, she has turned her life around and I hope will be released sooner rather than later. She trained dogs in prison, worked in the library, suffered through cancer. Poetry got her through it all. It was her salvation. I think about her often, and re-read the poem she had published as winner of a PEN poetry contest in 1992. Whenever I told her how taken I was by her work, she nearly always responded by telling me about another incarcerated person writing poetry. She’s the one who told me to read Betts’ memoir, A Question of Freedom: A Memoir of Learning, Survival, and Coming of Age in Prison. She also had me read this poem by Jarvis Jay Masters, that she insisted should have won first prize instead of hers. Listen to the two stories being told in every other line, and pay heed to Jarvis’ use of his legal case documents, not dissimilar to how Reginald Dwayne Betts’ also chose to draw from legal language as part of his poetry.
Recipe for Prison Pruno By Jarvis Jay Masters
Take ten peeled oranges,
Jarvis Masters, it is the judgment and sentence of this court,
one 8 oz. bowl of fruit cocktail,
that the charged information was true,
squeeze the fruit into a small plastic bag,
and the jury having previously, on said date,
and put the juice along with the mash inside,
found that the penalty shall be death,
add 16 oz. of water and seal the bag tightly.
and this Court having, on August 20, 1991,
Place the bag into your sink,
denied your motion for a new trial,
and heat it with hot running water for 15 minutes.
it is the order of this Court that you suffer death,
Wrap towels around the bag to keep it warm for fermentation.
said penalty to be inflicted within the walls of San Quentin,
Stash the bag in your cell undisturbed for 48 hours.
at which place you shall be put to death,
When the time has elapsed,
in the manner prescribed by law,
add 40 to 60 cubes of white sugar,
the date later to be fixed by the Court in warrant of execution.
six teaspoons of ketchup,
You are remanded to the custody of the warden of San
Quentin,
then heat again for 30 minutes,
to be held by him pending final
secure the bag as done before,
determination of your appeal.
then stash the bag undisturbed again for 72 hours.
It is so ordered.
Reheat daily for 15 minutes.
In witness whereof,
After 72 hours,
I have heron set my hand as Judge of this Superior Court,
with a spoon, skim off the mash,
and I have caused the seal of this Court to be affixed thereto.
pour the remaining portion into two 18 oz. cups.
May God have mercy on your soul.
(from Doing Time: 25 Years of Prison Writing, edited by Bell Gale Chevigny)
Jarvis Jay Masters wrote that poem in 1992 in California State Prison, San Quentin, CA. He has been there on death row since 1990. You can read more about Jarvis Jay Masters’ case here. I also recommend reading his book Finding Freedom: Writings From Death Row, which includes an introduction by a woman who has been writing with him for many years. The exercises she describes doing with him are very similar to those I have done in my bibliotherapy practice: 10 minute free-writes, or timed writing based on a short prompt. I often bring in a short poem, and after reading it, set a timer, and have people respond to the poem with their own (no restrictions on form). It is a great way to introduce kids to the power of using their writing voice.
Yusef Salaam, the co-author of Punching the Air, has his own incredibly intense story of being wrongfully imprisoned. To learn more about him, you can watch Ken Burns’ documentary The Central Park Five, and the Netflix series by Ava DuVernay, When They See Us. This article in the NYT Magazine from May 2019, includes interviews with both the exonerated men and the actors cast to play them in their youth. Punching the Air, co-written with Ibi Zoboi, like many of the other books I’ve cited, speaks to the freedom gained through art and poetry, and the power of finding one’s voice, even behind walls.
Reading List:
Please purchase these books through Black-owned bookstores to support both the authors and a Black-owned business, or check them out of the library. For the first half of 2021, Good Trouble For Kids is purchasing its books through Shop at Matter, a local Denver Black-owned bookstore, via Bookshop.org.
Betts, Reginald Dwayne. A Question of Freedom: A Memoir of Learning, Survival, and Coming of Age in Prison. New York: Avery, 2009.
___________________. Felon
Carson, Claiborne, Ed. The Autobiography of Martin Luther King, Jr. New York: Grand Central Publishing, 1998.
Chevigny, Bell Gale. Doing Time: 25 Years of Prison Writing - A Pen American Center Prize Anthology. New York: Arcade Publishing, 2011.
Cleaver, Eldridge. Soul on Ice. New York: Delta, 1999.
Jackson, George. Soledad Brother. New York: Bantam, 1970.
Lamb, Wally and the Women of York Correctional Institution. Couldn’t Keep It to Myself: Testimonies From Our Imprisoned Sisters. New York: Harper Collins, 2003.
Masters, Jarvis Jay. Finding Freedom: Writings from Death Row. Junction City: Padma Publishing, 1997.
Newton, Huey. Revolutionary Suicide. New York: Writers and Readers Publishing, 1995.
X. Malcom, and Alex Haley. The Autobiography of Malcolm X. New York: Ballantine Book, 1965.
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“… What else can one do when he is alone in a narrow jail cell, other than write long letters, think long thoughts, and pray long prayers?”
— Martin Luther King, Jr., Letter From Birmingham Jail, April 1963