Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Worse Lift

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

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

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

"Put a blanket."

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

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Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

Thank you, Jack

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

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

brb i will read and reply sincerely