One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
i dont understand magnetisation
but it is in my head and am i compelled to realise it, so it is my silmarillion, my tempelos
its good short few pages
no i haven't really read anything
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
whats your name?
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
like first name
we need to be deconstructing our identities
have you read
what do you mean