okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate


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

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

that looks like my instagram account

It Will Get Lighter

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.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

this will be about a slug

I Write Goodbye Letter