is this you as well

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

Rain, starting

"Put a blanket."

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

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

in a post. I want to be remembered

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

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

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

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

I am below everything.

no longer writing in the third person

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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

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

Picture

13, H, grate

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

you have a beautiful account btw

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

not their contents