Claire Bateman

Claire Bateman

A secret disclosed in art class:
the face is five eyes wide.

You pencil the extras in
and then erase them,

but in every crowd
they're impossible to unsee—

one for the dead,
one for the dream life,
one for the yet-to-be—

gazing at you
from the other side of time.

© Short Édition
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