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Hi Honey, I’m Home

Rebecca Goss

Two soft packets of Marlboro on the sideboard 

and she knew he’d arrived. 

She lit one, moved to the table 

and saw SURPRISE written in spilt sugar. 

She couldn’t help thinking of flies. 

He was in bed for certain, waiting for her 

to join him in pseudo-sleep. 

Thinking of his mouth, she almost went upstairs, 

but telephoned her sister 

and arranged to meet in a Tapas bar. 

She added D and a question mark 

to his greeting on the table, 

picked up his cigarettes 

and left the front door open.


From 14 No 8 (Aug 2009)