hiding from the rain

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

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

it is hopeful


Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Today I felt like starting

no longer writing in the third person

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

Worse Lift

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Picture

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

I Write Goodbye Letter


2 (actually index). two is company

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

...

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

13, H, grate

i really havent

and the fake qualifier