Windrush Art Kid Oligarch


Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03

It Will Get Lighter



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.


hiding from the rain

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.

IWGD

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

13, H, grate

no longer writing in the third person

theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24



It Will Get Lighter

Slug

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

2 (actually index). two is company

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

in a post. I want to be remembered

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.