They say a persons past is written in stone, but i prefer to think of ine as written in ink-layered, permanent, but always capable of new detail. After 3 stints behind bars, the world i knew was defined by the eyes of my children and the stories i put on paper.
Coming home wasn't just about crossing a gate; it was about reclaiming the man I was meant to be. When I'm not behind a tattoo machine or raising my kids to be better than I was, I'm deep in the pages of my next book. I write for the ones who think their story is over- to show them that even after the darkest chapters, you can still hold your own destiny!