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It Will Get Lighter

Rain, starting

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

is this you as well

magnetisation/form

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

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

so at the end

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

idk

currently

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.

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

ion

its good short few pages

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

what do you think my name is

i want to do that too

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

you cannot feed someone truth