Words are written, in the prison cells of the tormented.
Words are scrawled in blood, in the institutions, by the mad.
Words are spawned in this threshold of a dream, where
poets roam, born forth the catalysis, the new day, wheels
churning non-stop.
Wayne Russell is a creative writer and shutterbug that was born
and raised in Tampa, Florida; he currently wanders the streets of
the middle of nowhere Ohio.
and raised in Tampa, Florida; he currently wanders the streets of
the middle of nowhere Ohio.
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