Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

Lift Analysis

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

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

Rain, starting

all that is to say

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

so the method has to be autonomous

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Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

in a post. I want to be remembered

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.