hiding from the rain

not their contents

we can only engage in such a way

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.

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

i understand

what do you think my name is

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

"Put a blanket."

whats your name?

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

abrar?

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

was it worth it

I am below everything.

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

Slug

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

i want to do that too

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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