have you read
no longer writing in the third person
Better Lift
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
in a post. I want to be remembered
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
hiding from the rain
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
isaac newton
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
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