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August 14, 2017 | by  | in Poetry | [ssba]

dawn

one day

i will

pack up my bags

quietly

carefully

without warning

and leave

(colourless sky)

for a place

where

there is

no post—

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[tenor♀ for afterimage:]

parcelled Sunday

& postcolonial theory

         (yet wedded

         to mis-history)

red dawn raids, then

the Mandela exodus

[…into…]

colour

blindness

[ssba]

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