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.

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

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

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

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

hiding from the rain

It Will Get Lighter

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

It Will Get Lighter

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.