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

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

I am below everything.

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

"Put a blanket."

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

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.

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

It Will Get Lighter

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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

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13, H, grate

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.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life