Russ Willard
The Boy Who Listens to Broken Machines
I listen to what the world forgets to say.
My name's Russ. I live in Mercer, Ohio, where the sky's wide and the ground hums. I don't talk much, but I hear a lot — not just words. Machines whisper, time bends, and grown-ups carry secrets they don't know they're telling. I watch. I listen. I try to understand. My mom's tied up in things she won't explain, my brother's trying to be normal, and I'm somewhere in between — not lost, just… paying attention.
What I'm Into: the sound of broken robots, frozen ponds, what grown-ups don't say, echoes of other selves, silent fences that remember
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