Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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.

but really the thing should be autonomous


It Will Get Lighter

but i respect your search

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

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a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

it is hopeful

kind of mythopoesis

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