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

and the fake qualifier

i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

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

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

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

I am below everything.

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

you cannot feed someone truth

propensity within someone

i love it here

abrar?

not their contents

we need to be deconstructing our identities

as in

what do you think my name is