December 2025

The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.

in a post. I want to be remembered

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way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

not so on: yvf(wthw)

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

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