Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

Picture

Today I felt like starting

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

Better Lift


something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

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.

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

currently

1

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

we need to be deconstructing our identities

in a post. I want to be remembered

Style

autonomy of learning

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason