Gary Gilmore and Me.

Photo Credit Not quite Steve Fisher

Three men, unknown to me, sat in a horizontal row perhaps five feet from where I stood. I was wearing not my best suit but my only suit. Nervousness emanated through every possible neural pathway and manifested in profuse sweating which I did not wipe from my brow, but merely allowed the fluid to run down my face where it collected in pools above my upper lip and at the point of my chin…

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Not quite Steve Fisher

Not quite Steve Fisher

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Beating down my demons. Husband. Homelessness and mental health advocate. Drug addict but trying hard not to be. Writer, Poet and Photographer. Pseudonym.