kind of mythopoesis
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
lol yea
no longer writing in the third person
i see a website
barren land
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.
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
have you read
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
its good
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.