you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak


Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

Better Lift

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression


Style

Picture

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

hiding from the rain

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

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

...

much more tactility

yes