I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

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


nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

wait what is that

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
"Put a blanket."

was it worth it

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

Slug

Rain, starting

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged


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


part of an old note. It will get lighter.

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.

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

this will be about a slug