feel you

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.


no longer writing in the third person

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

in a post. I want to be remembered

It Will Get Lighter

it is hopeful

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.

Rain, starting

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Style