Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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.

Style

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

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

"Put a blanket."

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

really i want the internet

hiding from the rain

Better Lift

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me