kind of mythopoesis

what do you mean


Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

in a post. I want to be remembered


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.

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


Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

"Put a blanket."

so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged

One of the birds shoots out of the tree.

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

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

Worse Lift