He thinks he recognises her
the smile slips out before he realises
this stranger, fleshed with her features, has borrowed
her body and sits in challenge
there, across his bacon and eggs
her breath between them
lips moving cheerfully, over his coffee
eyes alight (a smart trick, that)
this routine relies
all normality depends – on his not revealing
he know the truth: the truth he knows
he will not betray
the smile freezes; she returns it
patient
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Art lover. Loves her family and her dog.
Worked in the Australian rock music industry as a journalist and published widely as a poet before moving to London and spending the better part of a decade in advertising agencies. Returned to Australia and briefly tried teaching, primarily teaching English to non-English speaking, newly-arrived refugees but also as a high school classroom teacher. Has travelled Western Europe, North Africa, Russia, Northern India, East Asia, coastal USA, some Pacific Islands, and Australia.
