it is hopeful

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.


After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

Today I felt like starting

no longer writing in the third person

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

idk

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

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

Style

all that is to say

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.

sorry i am texting like a slav