We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

It Will Get Lighter

no longer writing in the third person

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.

Better Lift

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.


in a post. I want to be remembered

currently

I am below everything.

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IWGD

i see a website