i love it here

Thank you, Jack

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

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

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

"Put a blanket."

what do you think my name is

think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

is this you as well

barren land

fw

send your tumblr

feel you