I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
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."
in a post. I want to be remembered
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There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
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think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
no like which do people call me
not their contents
i want to do that too
as in
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
you cannot feed someone truth
and the fake qualifier
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"