

Blakinger’s privilege could easily have landed her among the astonishing number of dead white Americans who, like my brother Eugene, have overdosed during America’s generational opioid epidemic - a rate that exceeded the one for Black Americans until very recently. While white privilege did help her avoid scrutiny from the law, it also enabled a decade of uninterrupted hard-drug use. At times, I felt Blakinger was apologizing for writing about her lived experience in a criminal-justice system that disproportionately impacts people of color. In some of the flashback chapters, we’re yanked into wild scenes. With Corrections in Ink, you get what you came for.

Its structure braids chapters about Blakinger’s jail time with backstory until her past catches up and we seamlessly find ourselves in prison alongside her.
