But seriously, thank you, Jack, for telling me that I could submit this to a high-level literary magazine or creative nonfiction outlet with some minor tweaks. I don't think I will do that.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

much more tactility
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

so the method has to be autonomous

so at the end

yeah

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

magnetises a pin

what do you think my name is

ahnaf abrar

lol

idk


plato

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

i was tempted to lie about my name

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

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.

no like which do people call me

like magnets

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

like first name

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

feel you

I am below everything.