Olivia Villafane
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Swallowing The Moment
Raven storms into her one bedroom studio, throwing off her jacket and kicking off her shoes. The place reeks of overflowing trash cans, dirty dishes, and re-worn laundry. She quickly grabs her last bottle of cheap vodka and begins to gulp down what’s left as she waits for her weed man to bring her what she most desperately needs this night. Every gulp designed to drown her emotions and every puff intended to cloud her mind. She lives in the city of dreams yet can’t grasp a vision of her own.
By Olivia Villafane4 years ago in Fiction
I Almost Lived My Life
One of the corrections officer’s comes to grab me from my cell to take me to the visitor’s lounge to see my mom and my 2 year-old daughter, Eva. My release date is just in a few days so we’ll need to discuss the arrangements of them picking me up. He puts the handcuffs on and we make our way to the visitors lounge. As we’re walking away from my cell I realize how accustomed I’ve becomed to all the nasty smells of the prison and begin to imagine what the outside world will be like again. To walk into a clean bedroom with the bed made and a scented candle lit. Thirty months of prison food changes you. I’ve spent every night of the last several months imagining myself eating pizza or a juicy steak. We arrive at the visitors lounge where I already see my mother and daughter waiting at one of the tables. The officer takes the handcuffs off and I walk up to their table to hug them immediately. Regardless of what we’ve been through, I appreciate her getting me a lawyer that reduced six months off my sentence.
By Olivia Villafane4 years ago in Fiction
