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Poetry and Prose by Russell Wardlow

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Sleeping Away

February 10, 2020 by Russell Wardlow Leave a Comment

Sleep is like treading the darkest abyss

where shadows have bodies,

and nightmares exist

feeling blood from my wrist

it flows like the red sea before it was split

night time I drift

don’t turn on the lights,

a day in the light frightens me stiff

life is a risk…

fall because climbing exerts

the higher, the climate gets worse

jump off the ledge just to land in the dirt

eyes full of dirt

the things that I’ve seen

how can it get worse

mind as vivid as movies

this is too real

then it keeps reeling

and reeling

I’m dealing

my feelings

are filled up

with build up

from ceilings

I try to hide under

look-ing out the window–

its too high to land

so fly if I can

or die if I cant

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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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