Publisher's Synopsis
Get in! Hurry the fuck up! Go! Go! Go! From Sean Macgregors lounge occupied by stoned youths, to three bank robbers en route to the Penrose ANZ, Michael Stevens second collection presents his clear, clean vision of the lifers who inhabit these islands and beyond. A generations subterranean memories of post-Rogernomics New Zealand are a linking thread, in the decades straddling the millennium, while other poems echo with the ghostly voices of the dead, disappeared and forgotten. Stevens writing neither patronises nor romanticises in its intricate depictions of small worlds of violence, despair, love and struggle. Always it refers back to the redemption of human connection as its magnetic pole.
