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  • Published 20130903
  • ISBN: 9781922079985
  • Extent: 288pp
  • Paperback (234 x 153mm), eBook

Lambs to the slaughter,
we played under the ramp.
Gangplank, dead-end, chasm.
Beneath: inside the belly
of an inland ship.

Under the ramp
sky cut through cracks.
Dust motes flew jagged
and the stench
was close-packed
and scared; a hulk,
a transport. We acted
out convict escapes.

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