#title Some Friends of Mine #author Barbara Ruth #SORTauthors Barbara Ruth; #date 2017 #source [[https://www.fifthestate.org/archive/397-winter-2017/some-friends-of-mine]] #lang en #pubdate 2017-01-23 #notes Fifth Estate #397, Winter, 2017 I’d like you to meet some friends of mine lesbians women I write to women in prison. Last year I decided corresponding with them was a good way to continue my political work being too disabled to go to meetings or to demonstrations. Valerie was the first a Cherokee-Chicana femme doing long time in Nevada prison. An artist without art supplies, she sends me cross-hatch portraits of her sister inmates rendered with ballpoint on lined paper so thin it tears. She has cystic fibrosis at 26 she’s getting old for someone with CF. She tries not to think about what that means. After all, she says, no one at the jail thinks she’s disabled. Her job includes scrubbing the bathrooms with bleach three times a week. I try to figure a way to smuggle in a charcoal mask. When I tell my friends who haven’t been locked up about my friends who are they first want to know what they are in for. Ruby Jean waits in Florida for a release date. She’s been in jail for nineteen years, locked down for two. If you found out her crime was horrible enough would it justify her treatment? Brenda’s another friend in lockdown. She’s 22, used to be a songwriter. She’s a Black bisexual woman with AIDS. The prison medicates her with Thorazine and Haldol — typical jailhouse medicine. Now Brenda struggles tries to recall the tunes she wrote. (Valerie says no matter how sick she gets she never goes to the infirmary. “Bitches die in there.”) Two white prisoners in lockdown with Brenda complain they don’t want to take showers after her. Brenda searches for some compassion for them alongside her rage. Ana Lucia’s a Cubana in Texas. Denied visitation of her kids, she went to see them anyway. I’m not sure what all went down, but now she’s doing life. At the trial the judge referred to her as “it.” No one in the queer community has spoken up for her. Most prisoners don’t get defense committees no matter how political their cases. Reignbeaux is a Paxantent Two-Spirit disabled so many different ways it’s hard to list them all. She joined the Navy and ended up a POW in Southeast Asia. She writes me that the cell she’s in now is smaller and worse then the one she escaped from in Hanoi. I’m not sure that I believe everything she writes me but I admire how well she tells the tales. What are they in for? Seems like most of the Native dykes in prison got locked up for despair and truly, I could make a case that any queer woman in jail is a Prisoner of War. But not many have a story like Judith’s a Jewish revolutionary locked up for conspiracy to bomb a KKK headquarters. Most of the reasons my friends sit in jail are more mundane, combinations of bad luck and bad judgment. Most have been on the treadmill of institutionalization since they were kids group homes, juvie halls, psych wards, county, state, federal jails minimum, maximum security. Control units. Prisoners of one sort or another all their lives. I write to 25 lesbians in prison. It doesn’t feel like work. Or rather it feels like unalienated labor it feels like sisterhood again after all this time and all these disappointments. That’s a lot. We hold each other through these words on paper we send our cards and stickers, drawings and articles clipped from newspapers from Washington to Florida and here to me in Oakland. These women I love these friends of mine. Barbara Ruth writes at the convergence of magic and grit, Potowatomee and Jewish, fat and yogi, disabled and neurodivergent. She has performed her original work with Mother Tongue and Wry Crips Disabled Women’s Readers’ Theaters in the Bay Area, taught in California Poets In the Schools In San Diego, co-conspired with DYKETACTICS! In Philadelphia and blogged at NeuroQueer. She writes biomythography in poetry and prose, and has been working on a novel since before writing was invented. She is 70 and lives in San Jose, Calif. and is also a published photographer. She has been an anarchist for 50 years.