by Kellie Edson

When I first watched Orange Is the New Black I was in a late summer haze the year that it first came out, a paper bag at my side, perpetually nauseous, pregnant with my first daughter. I had no context of what it was like to be in jail or prison nor did I have a grasp on my actual sexuality. Which – spoiler alert – isn’t straight. Continue reading “What the Stories Leave Out: Intimacy and Incarceration” →