Arthur has had his essay on forming and ending relationships while in prison published concurrently in Vice and The Marshall Project. It’s a moving piece of writing.
I’m in the yard, staring up at the concrete-colored clouds, when my last name and prison number erupt from the loudspeaker atop the wall, announcing I have a visitor. She’s here. At the gate, a guard asks why I’m in the yard in the first place if I knew I’d have a visit.