a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

"Put a blanket."

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

Today I felt like starting

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

not their contents

in a post. I want to be remembered

its performative


abrar?