Snow slipped out of the straightjacket
of my diary when Father left. Morning
came and I found tracks on its pages,
along with a fox peering at me, wondering
why I had never noticed it before, why
it had never been so cold before.
Christian Ward, London, UK
5 comments:
Christian Ward is a 27 year old London based poet whose work is forthcoming in Laura Hird, Why Vandalism? and Volume Magazine. He is currently finishing a degree in English Literature and Creative Writing at Roehampton University, London.
Nice write Christian. Simple, yet complex.
Brilliant. Enjoyed it.
Beautiful this.
This is so beautiful, Christian. Possibly one of my favorites of yours, my friend.
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