Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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

, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.

1

Worse Lift

"Put a blanket."

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

Picture

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


with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

I am below everything.

Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl

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.

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

really i want the internet

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression