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


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.

It Will Get Lighter

Today I felt like starting

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.



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