Prison Penpal Frank Westmoreland Jr.

Frank Westmoreland

Frank is 42 years old and incarcerated in the US (IL).

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What’s good Fam,

All Glory and Praise to my Father and my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, Amen!

And thank you for checking out my profile. Take your shoes off and relax. Let’s kick it a bit. Matter of fact, why don’t you check out some of my poems and excerpts of the novels and short stories I’m working on. The excerpts are in the essay tab. And don’t be afraid to let me know what you think. I would greatly appreciate it.

My close friends call me Frankie or J.R. It really doesn’t matter. If you took the time out your day to check my profile, then I value you as a friend.

As you can see, I’m into the arts. I love writing, painting and laughing. I’m kind, caring and compassionate. I am a really good friend. You can also say I’m down-to-earth. I am a published author. Nothing too big, just a couple of magazines that me and my trusty typewriter (Smokey) got some poems and short stories published in. It’s a good way to make do while I’m doing time.

Right now, I’m working on two novels and two short stories. I’m always working on a poem here and there. Be sure to look out for my writing name: J.R Westmoreland.

My interest is really spread out all over the place; however, if you get real nosey, just drop me a line or kite and I’ll get back at you ASAP.

I am a Christian, and I am not on here looking for money or romance or anything. I just love talking to new people and it makes me feel connected to the world. This is my Facebook lol.

I love reading and I am educated. Right now, I’m working on my B.A in English literature at SIU. I’ve been in this program for a year now. Spent a lot of bread so I am the unofficial platinum member of Wire of Hope.

I would like to thank all the fans of my writing. It’s all about that MinkLife 8.

Sincerely Yours,
J.R Westmoreland, CEO of Mink House Books (MHB)LLC

As the rain water taps.. (for those that wonder)

As the rain water taps…
I look at my life and try to compare…
It’s not fair, that I squeeze and scream for air…
I’m scared, staring struck…
What happened to my life…
Where did the sunrise, my sunshine go…
Out of control, why not just let go…
I have so much to accomplish and show…
I asked God if this was the end…
In my ear He whispers “no”…
“It’s the middle, and your story is still being told”…

Mail call – for those who really want to know

Darkness and loneliness fill my cell with pain…
And fear too great to yell…
I wait for the mail room to deliver to me
As I wipe away tears that you will never see…
I pray so sincere with head and ear
Please God, soon send a letter of love my way…
I long to gaze upon pages…
So dear with richer to bring my loved ones near…
Words of diamonds on pages of gold
A message from heaven as their story is told
We love you, we miss you, we pray that you’ll be free…
A treasure-filled envelope, just for me…
Please bring memories of your family and friends and things I would do…
(But…) The darkness and the pain of my cell prevail
as my name, again, was not called for mail…

Wire of Hope

Wire of Hope gives a window of light…
2 see a future, where there wasn’t one…
My only kite 2 the world is this site…
Come on go ahead taste this cinnamon…

Come on over when your days are long and over…
Bring your fingers and mind ears and smile now…
You can lean, cry and dream on a shoulder…
Yes we can talk about moving those clouds…

We are not what we did we are human…
Someone’s son or daughter, father or mom…
Empathy is what if it was your loved one…
And some of us didn’t do anything wrong…

Sometimes justice is just a mistake…
And we just need hope from all (The Heart Break)

I Remember (My Beloved Grandmother)

I remember your voice at nightly prayer…
You are the only mother I ever knew…
You was always there when I was scared…
Only God knows how much I Loved You…

The sky is no longer blue…
Because you are gone…
I don’t know what 2 do…
Because I don’t want 2 move on…

You was my tooth fairy…
My Band-Aid when I’m hurt…
The forgiveness of my sorry…
My Beloved Grandmother…

Rest in peace…
I can still feel your kiss on my cheek…

Chapter 96 from: Intaglio…

A Novel by J.R. Westmoreland, yours truly.

Lysa is not in a mood for lip boxing. She backs out of the parking lot and shifts gears into drive and gets onto the main road in hot pursuit. There is no time to process the event. Her nerves grew, and her head is shaking no.

Her eyes are pleading for the truth. Jenna rubs her back to calm her because her arms are trembling with silent rage. “I think you’re overreacting, Lysa. After all he put you through, I don’t think Epic would cheat on you. (thinking about it) Well, at least not while Christmas is there.”

In the space of a moment, Lysa turns and peers into Jenna, trying to convey her thoughts. Her eyes went from slits to balls of fire from what Jenna just said. What does she know? She can’t keep a man for a week…

-Thank you for reading, feel free to let me know how you like it. I’ve been working on this book for almost two years now. I’m finally finishing it up. Be on the lookout for another taste and be safe…

Chapter 1 of the Send-off

By Frank Westmoreland Jr.

Hands behind his back, hands cuffed to an uncomfortable steel chair is the downside of the thug life or any kind of life for that matter. Seth tries to control his heart from rioting with no avail. In the next ten minutes, it’s going to burst out onto the matching steel table in front of him and mess up the set, from all this diarrhea of emotions he’s being put through.

His dad is going to kill him! Literally bury him 12 feet underground (the extra six feet is so his father will not dig him back up and kill him again).

This is one of the many thoughts running marathons in Seth’s confused, cluttered head. Every two minutes, the whirring sound of the air conditioner clicks on and off. The only reason he took notice is because it’s the only other thing in this room that’s making a sound other than the pounding of his heart.

Sweating like a dog or someone with malaria, Seth isn’t a thug, not even close. It isn’t his size. The suit’s too tight. Eyes with tears, Seth doesn’t dare to blink. One might fall to his cheek, leaving DNA evidence that he’s scared.

This isn’t a man’s washroom, or he would be pissing right now. God only knows how bad he has to go, and that to his right. He bets there isn’t any old mirror where you can watch yourself beat off, bust a pimple or pick your nose, wiping a sticky green booger on.

It’s a two-way mirror, which means no privacy at all. Yes, he’s being watched just like the movies at the cinema where there is a beginning, middle, and end. The end part sounds pretty good right about now.

-Let me know what you guys think.

Digital Girl

A Novel Excerpt by Frank Westmoreland Jr.

Time can’t be counted or counted on. The wind kicks up the trash on the unforgiving concrete. There is a wispy smell of popcorn and cotton candy in the air. It’s electric; everything is loud and heavy with beer and much laughter. All the light is swallowed up by the darkness. There is a dark wind of chaos going on.

Time is mysterious and brief as any instant. Car doors slam, high fives clap and back seats are getting a lot of action. You can’t possess time because it possesses you. Every song is a favorite to somebody listening to it. It’s your theme music for great memories if you’re sober, and an echo that can’t be remembered if you’re slapped. It comes and goes; the music in and out close and far.

Every fifteen minutes the police does its rounds, living up to their name, keeping the peace, doing their job. No need to worry. If you’re legit, you really don’t notice. If you’re not, you’re watching them and better believe they’re watching and looking out for you. And not in the warm and fuzzy way.

It’s a Friday night, thank God. And the billiards is juking. Sure it’s a pool hall, but to the standing room only it’s more than that. To some, it’s a restaurant far from a family one, but it does have the best fajitas and quesadillas in the game, and if you feel you have the wind pipes, their karaoke stage is the closest you’re ever going to get to singing any song on any stage with confidence.

Date of Birth: 02/15/1980 (42 years old)
Gender: Male
Marital Status: Single
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Race: Black or African American
Ethnicity: N/A
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Black
Height: 5 ft. 10 in.
Body Type: Athletic
Hometown: Chicago, Illinois (USA)
Spoken Languages: English
Religion: Christian
Astrological Sign: Aquarius

Profile will end on: 03/20/2023

Frank Westmoreland Jr. #R01417

Shawnee Correctional Center
6665 State Route 146 East
Vienna, IL 62995
USA

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Incarcerated Since: 2011
Sentence Received: 30 years
Earliest Release: 2034

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Aggravated Battery of a Child
Aggravated Battery of a Child causing Bodily Harm

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