"Put a blanket."

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

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

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

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression


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.

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41


the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

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

It Will Get Lighter

bro i read nothing in my life

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

you know who you are. no more time, not like

1

. way too specific.

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class