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Judy O’Kane, Northern Ireland

Poems on the Buses Exhibition


We chop and sway with the waves, slip the knife along the spine, throw the remains over our shoulders like salt. We sit, silent, the terrier snug on your lap, staring out to the horizon. Take the wheel, you say, I’ll open the window so you can see where you’re going.