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What’s a Tree With No Branch

November 25, 2019 by Russell Wardlow Leave a Comment

What’s a tree wit no branch?

just reach out

don’t bleed out

let it ink out

I rather u write ur wrongs with me

than write me off swiftly

p.s. I can’t let u go

fucking glue…

Do u love me too?

Or is this too much for you?

Sometimes I struggle

but I love feeling stuck with u.

We can hum the blues or run the rules-

off the road and be ride or die

but without the die

air without u is cyanide

a painful death I would willingly die one thousand times inside y

our eyes spark like dynamite

a tree may sprout out more branches if it keeps in tact with its roots

I don’t know if that’s possible, but we have nothing but time to find our truths.

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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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