The television’s glass dulled with the negativity, plastic houseplants melted themselves into aeroplanes to escape the atmosphere.
Hybrid Poetry by Christian Ward
Assemblage Art by Ingrid M. Calderón Collins, Featured Artist for Mum’s Garage II
The Domestic Pressure Of Slow Cookers
“But I’m a creep, I’m a weirdo” the fox hummed as news reported increasing strife near the equator. The television’s glass dulled with the negativity, plastic houseplants melted themselves into aeroplanes to escape the atmosphere. A squatting cat made an air raid shelter from a yellowed duvet holed like quantum foam. Something whistled a prayer in the kitchen, but everything ignored it. The rain outside danced its way into a new era, while we breakdanced into oblivion. I can’t remember what happened to the fox or who was pretending to be one that year.
About the Author
Christian Ward is a UK-based writer who has recently appeared in the Rappahannock Review, South Florida Poetry Journal, The Dewdrop, Double Speak, Wild Greens, Mad Swirl, Dipity Literary Magazine, Impspired, and Streetcake Magazine.
About the Artist
Ingrid M. Calderón Collins is a poet and tarot reader. She is the author of twenty-seven poetry books. She lives in Los Angeles, CA with her husband, painter John Collins.
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