Italo Sanchez was in a bad way in the spring of 2015. He’d been in and out of lockup, first in juvie, then prison, since the age of 13. Now, at 35, he’d been stuck in solitary for the best part of eight years. Then, out of nowhere, came a break in the clouds: a fellow inmate named Sandy sailed him a kite (a prison note sent by paper plane) about a spiritual retreat that weekend in the prison chapel. The gathering would be more about healing the past than chanting hymns and Hail Marys, said