It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

Style

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

hiding from the rain

kind of mythopoesis

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

It Will Get Lighter

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

and the fake qualifier

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class