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The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

Slug

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

hiding from the rain

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.

Rain, starting

but i respect your search

13, H, grate

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

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

Better Lift

it is hopeful

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