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Magic Eye


When I was in my twenties, someone came up with the idea for these Magic Eye Paintings. The idea was, some people could see hidden things by looking at them in a special way. I never saw much of anything, though I spent five or ten minutes sometimes just staring and squinting and feeling foolish. Looking for her was like that. It always happened in passing. I’d be going through the block where she lived on the bus or in a car and I’d peer out, trying to see each face at once, sometimes thinking I’d seen her, but in the end seeing nothing.

(2003)

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