for Catherine Sewell, who walked on at 39,
or else would have been 55 this day
would she have laughed?
i met our old colleague in Superstore
talk turned to landing kids
so as to break that trope of Indian
comes to City and skids out of control into
alcohol, crime and life as a social issue.
this woman had no idea, her mouth fell open
at the news that we grew up in the bush
outdoor toilet, wild meat, woodstove
in her view my sister was city born
a jetplane
lifting and landing, smooth, assured
you craft your life.
My father’s birthday too.
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