Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life



Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49


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hiding from the rain

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

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

I am below everything.

It Will Get Lighter

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt


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

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

you have a beautiful account btw

really i want the internet

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl