There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
"Put a blanket."
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
in a post. I want to be remembered
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
Can I see
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
Thank you, Jack
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse