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

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After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

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

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

kind of mythopoesis

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

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

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03


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

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

the site i am dreaming

not so on: yvf(wthw)

but i respect your search

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The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

i really havent

was it worth it