kind of mythopoesis

We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

no longer writing in the third person

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.

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

It Will Get Lighter

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

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.

I am below everything.

13, H, grate

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