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Juanita Ketchel
New Zealand

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Juanita Ketchel lives in Dunedin. She has had her writing published in the Otago Literary Review, and Frame magazine, and an essay incuded in Remembering: Writing Oral History, published by Auckland University Press)
The Magician’s Assistant


Lottini, the magician;  I am his assistant.
He wants me to smile at the audience more.
He wants me to smile in the way that he smiles,
Like an alligator contemplating his next meal.

He wants me to smile at the audience more.
Lottini ties me up in a sack,
Like an alligator contemplating his next meal.
Lottini throws away the key, but not his grin.

Lottini ties me up in a sack and padlocks it.
The drums roll and the audience gasps.
Lottini throws away the key, but not his grin.
Lottini has disappeared, he has gone.

The drums roll and the audience gasps.
I have climbed out of the sack.
Lottini has disappeared, he has gone.
Drums roll, the audience gasps, I smile a big smile.

I have climbed out of the sack.
He wants me to smile in the way that he smiles.
Drums roll, the audience gasps, I smile a big smile.
Lottini, the magician, I am his assistant.