- Vol. 03
- Chapter 06
since there was still some of the sight left, She spent it on parrot-clad trees and cloth-covered cameras, sheltered kaleidoscopes inside the eyes, mastered light by bending it at edges, where Her life stood like worn out shades of the day
It was a gaze that combed the wind for lies, a vision the stole the earth of sunlight, and fetched the new responsibility who nestled inside Her like a Russian doll — crawling into the stare, walking into the memories, she spilled into Her story like a lightning slipped the sky.
before the soil would reclaim Her, She tried to tumble her off a condescending eye-roll, or weep her off in a salty slanting brook, or sleep her away, but she climbed into Her dreams.
it was half past history, meanings departed. She peeled Herself off to fracture the bond, torn open to see her sleeping like a secret, only to know it was too late — she was sewn into Her soul