13, H, grate

no longer writing in the third person

currently

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

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.

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

IWGD

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

it is hopeful

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

kind of mythopoesis

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

It Will Get Lighter

in a post. I want to be remembered


this will be about a slug