i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

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

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.


Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

"Put a blanket."

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

this will be about a slug
part of an old note. It will get lighter.

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

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



and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

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

feel you

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

that looks like my instagram account

send your tumblr

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

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.

They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.