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Poetry and Prose by Russell Wardlow

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Trauma

Definition’ers

May 3, 2022 by Russell Wardlow Leave a Comment

if we can build buildings
and trade goods
with clear codes
and protocols
yet can not
agree on principle
the definitions
and the methodology
in carrying out
of justice
righteousness
and morality

then one can
simply deduce
we are not
just
righteous, nor
moral

what’s clear
is that we can define
and judge
with reckless abandon
as we are
grossly incapable
of living up to
standardized definitions
seeming more content
on knowing how
to classify
and instruct
but unwilling
to learn
and embody

Filed Under: Culture, Trauma

Dumb Foundation

May 3, 2022 by Russell Wardlow Leave a Comment

talking about a problem
is no solution
it is an admission
of a quagmire
and each ensuing opinion
is confession
after confession
of being dumbfounded
because the way to answers
have been built on a…

Filed Under: Trauma

Overflow-eth

May 3, 2022 by Russell Wardlow Leave a Comment

the corrupt
can always be corrupted
even before
the corruption

the corruption
is reaction
of the
corrupted

whom are
in all actuality,
the corrupt

what then
is the catalyst
for the surfacing
of what was
already
lying beneath?

because that which
was seen
had been
but a smokescreen

Filed Under: Culture, Trauma

Cut Outs

May 3, 2022 by Russell Wardlow Leave a Comment


there are many pieces
can you see the ones needing to be brought back together?

Filed Under: Culture, Mercy, Trauma

Self Absorbance

May 3, 2022 by Russell Wardlow Leave a Comment

when you not around
this is how I feel
this is what it makes me think
this is what I wanna do
and you have no clue

Filed Under: Trauma

Go Figure

May 3, 2022 by Russell Wardlow Leave a Comment

I’ve been ready
ready to die
ready to die all my life
now
that I’m finally ready
ready to live
life is killing me…

Filed Under: Inside, Trauma

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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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