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Third Sight

from Third Sight by Katie Glasgow

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In between my eyes, a finger. No third sight until the buildings start springing up around me, busier air and browner sky. In between your eyes is nothing, deeper than a cave and just as dark. You don’t know the world exists outside this vacuum. A visitors place is not a home, you say, but here I am so empty. And you don’t know.
Too forgiving, too forgiving, living like yellow leaves and leaving for something that’s easy, pleasing, and please pull my hair, my hair is- be cordial, be honest, but I want a story. I want a home where you’re hardened, the sand from the stone. Watch this for movement. Laying and lying, god, if I die in this bed, don’t forgive me.
A better hope in perfect lighting, in perfect lighting.
My soul falls sweet for this last time. But I know a violet lie that’s mine. You know who you are, dear. That freedom isn’t mine. You know who you are, dear, is not the same inside. I know.

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from Third Sight, released August 22, 2015

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