Being close and chattering and bread. Those all seem like important things. And I am feeling less fog in the head so chattering becomes a real thing again.

Waking up early with the sun and the twip-snip of the birds is a goodness, but I do miss the water. So I need to stand in a stream or by the sea or go to a place where it is mostly raining.

If you know that place or are that place then I will come and look at you.

Another draw from the book of shells. Let me know if you want to buy it and eat it.
 
Anonymous asked you:  I put a small bundle of delectable bones in the town centre, and tied it with a ribbon. I hope you find them x
 


Hello little hider. I shall go looking for them for sure. Perhaps I should wait until it is dark or darker than it is now. And I do hope that your town is my town, because that would make it all easy and then when I find them I can wonder about which window you are peeping from, and I will leave you some small gift in return, made of spit and leaves and love.

Another draw from the book of shells. Let me know if you want to buy it and eat it.

 

Hello little hider. I shall go looking for them for sure. Perhaps I should wait until it is dark or darker than it is now. And I do hope that your town is my town, because that would make it all easy and then when I find them I can wonder about which window you are peeping from, and I will leave you some small gift in return, made of spit and leaves and love.

Have made another folded book. This one is called the book of shells and is about 3”x 3” and has four original draws of shells in its gut. There is only one copy so if you would like to buy it do send me a letter or some love.

Have made another folded book. This one is called the book of shells and is about 3”x 3” and has four original draws of shells in its gut. There is only one copy so if you would like to buy it do send me a letter or some love.

Have been curling into places. Curling into the bath and the bed and behind you. And it’s nice to remember that my hands are still warm, can still warm, and that I can find you with them.

Have been curling into places. Curling into the bath and the bed and behind you. And it’s nice to remember that my hands are still warm, can still warm, and that I can find you with them.

Have made a tiny little folded book of bones. It is something like 2” x 3” and has 8 drawings of bones from you and from me and some fishbones and some birdbones.

If you would like to buy it do send me a letter and I will make it so you can have it and be ok.

I woke and found a lump rather like this one on the floor. I am hoping perhaps it was the cause of my gloom and glum and black black lung, and that I have coughed it out or it has grown weary of me and stopped loving or hating me enough to live inside me.  Like when you stare out of the window because you cannot cannot cannot look at them. Not because you cannot look at them but because you cannot know that they are looking at you.So it left.I will try try to be nice mice to you, if you are a person I ought to be nice mice to.Say hello.

I woke and found a lump rather like this one on the floor. I am hoping perhaps it was the cause of my gloom and glum and black black lung, and that I have coughed it out or it has grown weary of me and stopped loving or hating me enough to live inside me.  Like when you stare out of the window because you cannot cannot cannot look at them. Not because you cannot look at them but because you cannot know that they are looking at you.
So it left.

I will try try to be nice mice to you, if you are a person I ought to be nice mice to.

Say hello.

You looked at me for a long long second and I saw you, and I used to see you, and sometimes I see you in my sleep and when I wake up I find my collarbone with my fingers and it feels like I could open massively there. And my handwriting falls over. And I smell you in the shower until it dies.

You looked at me for a long long second and I saw you, and I used to see you, and sometimes I see you in my sleep and when I wake up I find my collarbone with my fingers and it feels like I could open massively there. And my handwriting falls over. And I smell you in the shower until it dies.

(we are such silly certain snips)

ordina asked you:  they arrived today. thank you: they’re even more beautiful in person. hello right back. X


thank you for buying a thing. it is important and helps and I hope gives some goodness to both of us.

(we are such silly certain snips)

thank you for buying a thing. it is important and helps and I hope gives some goodness to both of us.

Anonymous asked you:  Are you sad?


Am I. Yes, I am a bit. I know when it is coming these days because I start licking things differently. Checking for danger rather than to figure the taste of her, see?It passes. It will pass. We will not hide for too long and we will not drown in the bath or get lost forever under the bed.And sometimes people say things, to check and to know and to remind you of the warm warm salt they carry with them. And eventually the licking changes back, and you only want to figure the taste of them.

Am I. Yes, I am a bit. I know when it is coming these days because I start licking things differently. Checking for danger rather than to figure the taste of her, see?

It passes. It will pass. We will not hide for too long and we will not drown in the bath or get lost forever under the bed.

And sometimes people say things, to check and to know and to remind you of the warm warm salt they carry with them. And eventually the licking changes back, and you only want to figure the taste of them.

The early burbles of a series called “heads what might be heavier than my head”

The early burbles of a series called “heads what might be heavier than my head”