Society of Elliott Smiths
Teddy Engs
One weird Halloween everybody dressed up as Elliott Smith.
‘Did you talk about capes,’ he said.
‘Yes,’ Mary said.
But I don’t even know what a collective is. And I can’t remember if he had tattoos.
In the train carriage, we’re hot in our furs, brooding and half-drunk.
One weird Halloween everybody dressed up as Elliott Smith.
like HFCA is kind of artless manipulation
it’s not subtle
I was taking a new drug that was making it so I could talk to my car.
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