ISBN 0-919285-19-8
Art: Arthur F. McKay
No Memory of a Move St. Joseph's School in Saskatoon (when I was 4 or 5) is now a school of Native Survival out for a ride old black car then only partly filled (3 of 7 kids still to come) it was touchstone warm red brick a place she always said where you will go then there is an absence we are somewhere else and I am in another school what is this constant memory what metaphor is here over it again and again the bare elements are a child in black car passing school mother saying the words an interruption memory of an absence no memory of a move
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