She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

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.

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

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

in a post. I want to be remembered

"Put a blanket."

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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

Better Lift

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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


i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

IWGD

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.