We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

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We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.


But seriously, thank you, Jack

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

I Write Goodbye Letter

this will be about a slug

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

It Will Get Lighter

I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.

hello reader,

He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.

was it worth it

send link

kind of mythopoesis

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brb i will read and reply sincerely

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

you have a beautiful account btw

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

i really havent