There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
no longer writing in the third person
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
hiding from the rain
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models
and the fake qualifier
barren land
ion
i have read not even 1 book
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
plato