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The back gate of Solway College

 

The view of the chapel is not even

altered from where I’m standing.

 

The attack-magpie waits in the tree

twisting its neck to see everything as it was

 

through a strange shaft of light opening

onto our stucco sunbathing wall.

 

Where are Joy and Darlene, coconut-oiled

or Dawn with her secret scar?

 

 

 

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