Bio
Christian Ward is a UK-based writer who can be currently found in Asylum Magazine, One Hand Clapping, The Crank, Sein Und Werden and The Pangolin Review.
Christian Ward
Pike
April. You were found lifeless
by the shore, guts already unspooling.
Eyes backflipped, water black as a chess
piece. Ominous, perhaps. A god fooling
around with us, wanting to shake
our innocence, our childhood belief.
We didn't understand that could be taken
so easily. It wasn't much of a relief
when we decided to burn your corpse,
hide the ashes in an oak tree, before our parents
could learn of it. Believe in the old ways.
I swear I saw flashes of light when we
returned you to the river, wept as the water
turned from black to quicksilver.