It Will Get Lighter

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

Picture

13, H, grate

no longer writing in the third person

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

Better Lift

Rain, starting

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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

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with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

"Put a blanket."

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.

I am below everything.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

Worse Lift

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Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

it is hopeful

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