Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

no longer writing in the third person

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

I am below everything.


hiding from the rain

but i respect your search

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt