Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
"Put a blanket."
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
currently
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
no longer writing in the third person
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
what do you think my name is
and the fake qualifier