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.

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

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.

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I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

I am below everything.

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The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Better Lift

Rain, starting

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

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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