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Prison Blog

In which Possum recounts his experiences as an offender in the system.

Possum Bones is autistic. He has identified as a dirty kid in the past, and he’s attended multiple rainbow gatherings. He has several years left to serve in the Washington Correctional system.

He has been making art since he could sit up. He communicates better in writing than speech. If you are interested in the experience of an autistic person doing prison time, check out his Prison Blog. If you are a fan of comic art, underground/outsider music, Lovecraft, Clarke Ashton Smith, Murakami, Cixui Liu, etc.

Puke

did I ever tell you about the night where I had to stop jay from puking in her sleep

well we were shoplifting some robitussin and got caught, and I had tried to quit drinking, I was injecting dissociatives instead . After that happened we got a ticket and I said fuck can I drink now and
jay said sure I wouldn't blame you I'll probably drink too now
We went to the ditch outside of 110th st. I brought a six pack of 211 and jay ate some mucinex
Hey , why do you use mucinex, the guafenesin makes you hella nauseous I said
I don't care, it works for me and its easier to steal they said

Jay wanted some beer so I shared of course. We drank in the ditch because my mom wouldn't let me drink at home.
Then we went home and we slept together in the same bed. We never did anything but I guess they just wanted to be close to me, or maybe they wanted me to make a move, I don't know, but after what jay had been through I wasn't gonna do ANYTHING without an explicit invitation. But it was obvious we wanted to be close. So that night I wake up and jay is gagging on their own vomit.

Of course I'm almost in shock because this person is like, the most valuable thing in my shitty world at the time. I'm nothing. So I try to wake them up, I drag them out of bed. They're barely conscious and keep passing out , still with puke in their mouth. I can't let them go back to sleep. So I apologize and I say sorry , I'm gonna have to stick my finger down your throat to make you puke and I get a pot. I feel like I'm doing something which is kind of a violation, but I also think they have to purge their stomach. So I hold them up in front of the pot and make them puke. Eventually they start to come out of it and everything smells like puke and garlic, its all over their hair. Im hysterical. We both smelled disgusting the next morning garlic.

Elisa Carlson