"The Thief" and "Sabia"
Deep South v.2 n.1 (Autumn, 1996)
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THE THIEF
His hands
were smoother than
a feather while he stole
her purse, and then, he fled just like
a swift.
SABIA
I want
the mockingbird
that flies from tree to tree,
to sing the song another bird
taught me.
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