I Write Goodbye Letter

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

Picture

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

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

in a post. I want to be remembered

hiding from the rain

13, H, grate

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

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

"Put a blanket."

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

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