danica green
Background
Noise
You always
watch my eyes
When we're
sitting quiet,
Watching tv
with the sound way up,
Singing to
the radio in the kitchen
While the
coffee brews and nothing
Can be said
without breaking the tension.
It's in the
morning that I notice more,
The glint of
black hair in the corner
Of my vision
and fingernails clink
Unnoticed on
a ceramic handle.
It's in the
morning that I notice more
When I can
stand to turn my head and
Watch your
face as you look away,
The moment
you've been waiting for.
It's in the
morning that I wonder to myself
How many
different parts of you died
When I did.
Danica Green is a UK-based writer whose work has appeared, or is forthcoming
in, Smokelong Quarterly, Eclectic Flash, PANK, 3AM Magazine, Short Fast and
Deadly, Neon and over twenty anthologies bu Cinnamon Press, Silverland Press,
Wicked East Press, Static Movement and The Artillery of Words.