Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

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Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.


way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

I am below everything.

all that is to say

your feed looks like my tumblr

what do you mean

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

magnetisation/form

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class


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

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

so the method has to be autonomous

have you read

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life