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. 

        13       |
                |
                |
            H   |
                |
                |
. . . .         |
. . . .         |
. . . .         |
. . . .         |
                |

Thank you, Jack

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

Better Lift

13, H, grate

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

in a post. I want to be remembered

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

December 2025

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

i really havent

this will be about a slug

...

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

not so on: yvf(wthw)

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

wait what is that

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

bro i read nothing in my life