Leaving the Motorway

She asks one last question.
They walk up the stairs.

He finally stops near a
construction shed. Call me

if you need help. She had
not been ill, that much was

clear. Nor had she acted poli-
tically although a complaint

against her had once been
made. It was in the archives.

Mark Young lives in a small town in North Queensland, Australia, & has been publishing poetry for almost sixty years. He is the author of over forty books, primarily text poetry but also including speculative fiction, vispo, & art history. His work has been widely anthologized, & his essays & poetry translated into a number of languages. His most recent book is random salamanders, a Wanton Text Production.

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