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May 3, 2022 by Russell Wardlow Leave a Comment

for I am but a memory of We
embodied as Me
which my eyes call I
that which All can See

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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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