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

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

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

Worse Lift

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

Style

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They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.

I Write Goodbye Letter

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



and the fake qualifier


okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

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

like magnets

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

hello reader,

i really havent

i dont understand magnetisation


autonomy of learning

send link

you cannot feed someone truth

this will be about a slug

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

It Will Get Lighter

its good

division of reality is straying away from it

It Will Get Lighter