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Thief

Katrinka Moore

BlazeVOX [books]

Buffalo, New York


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Thief by Katrinka Moore

Copyright 2009

Published by BlazeVOX [books]

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproducedwithout the publishers written permission, except for briefquotations in reviews.

Printed in the United States of America

Book design by Geoffrey Gatza

First EditionISBN: 9781935402473Library of Congress Control Number 2009925623

BlazeVOX [books]303 Bedford AveBuffalo, NY 14216

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Frame

A girl weaves through pedestrians on the avenue, selects

intentionlessthis street. If there were sun it would not reach here,certainly not now, late winter banked hard against the curb. Where

to get warm, to wait, to rest? She edges down steps toUsed Books &

Maps, trading grey light for brown. A bell clangs in the silent room.

Shifts from flow time to eternal present, travels by touch from shelf to

bin, book to book. Finds one, hand sewn binding, worn cover, pages

like cloth. It falls open.


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Unreliable Narrator

Shes hapless, for one thing.

Each flutter of wingsturns her head. Each terrain

takes her in. Her heart holds

the scraggly grass in a lot

on the outskirts of town. Her

minds an unruly breeze

blowing through sandstone.

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The problem is the worlds

so insubstantial

so full of light & air

but we feel its a weighed-down

thing, leaning full force against us.

That childs hiding her light

under a bucket.

Ashes. This jumble of grey rock

shaded by tree-of-heaven, mossyin its darkest spots.

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Its too crowded in here. Too

heavy. If you believe

what she says.


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Gravity,Levity

Egrets at hooves

in the horse pasture. One

idles on a pintos rump.

Late in the day the birds gather & fly

over creeks and towns

back to the salt marshes.

The horses roll in the mud

to fend off insects.

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What about the time they called her and she wouldnt answer,

laughing from high in the live oak, looking down at them. She could

have dropped acorns on their heads.


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Swimming in air

its not as hard

as youd think. Im so light

I keep afloat just by treading

though the brightness is hard

to adjust to. I didnt know oxygen

would be so dazzling. Maybe

its the nitrogen

that shines, or dust particles

reflecting sunlight

theres dust everywhere, moving slower

than youd believe possible

but then, Im also moving rather slowly

into the air, through

the air, toward whatever comes

after the air. Yes, Im sure

theres something at the end

though I havent found it yet

and at my current pace

it may be quite some timebefore I do. I like

this floating so much

I dont want to paddle to the edge

just to peek. I think

theres no peeking, anyway.Youre in or youre out.


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