Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
in a post. I want to be remembered
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50