Prison Yard Princess

Prison Yard Princess

By Linda S. Gunther


Please, leave me alone.”


You’re the new prison yard Princess. And, I’m the Queen around these parts, Miss Uppity.”


Can you stop smoking that joint? Please, I got asthma. I shouldn’t be in here.”


They all say that their first month inside. But why so pale? Your cheeks were rosy this morning. I noticed.”


That prison guard, Cynthia, she’s the mother of my boyfriend. He framed me for smuggling drugs.”


Cynthia? God-damn! She sold me this weed.”


She had him set me up. Send me to her prison.”


Don’t worry, Princess. I got plans for her. And they ain’t pretty.”

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