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Poetry and Prose by Russell Wardlow

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Nonexistent.

November 20, 2019 by Russell Wardlow Leave a Comment

Life-

Came onto me

and said

do you want to live?

I said

No

Death-

Ran into me

and asked

do you want to die?

I said,

no.

I’m stuck in this in between.

Indecisive I guess.

I live in denial

and die to rejection.

I’m inside of confusion

alluding to this illusion

created disillusions

What I see, isn’t real

What I feel, I can’t see

What I say, I don’t mean

What I mean, is a lie.

A lie more realer than I

balancing the thinnest of lines

of how to live when we die

I hate picking sides.

It’s just a matter of eyes

having yet to open mine

to the day and it’s night

to the dark and it’s light

still stuck inside of a mine

my mind

don’t mind me?

Pay me no mind

I don’t exist.

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Prose of a Con

Prose of a Con is a collection of Russell Wardlow’s prose and poetry written entirely behind bars. Through writings on family, spirituality, freedom, love, justice, redemption, and vulnerability, Russell seeks to show the humanity and hope of individuals like himself who are incarcerated.

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