You have to do it running, but you do everything that they ask you to. Cause you don't mind seeing yourself in a picture as long as you look far away, as long as you look removed. Hat and black boots, fill yourself with memories.
You get mistaken for strangers by your own friends. When you pass them at night under the silvery, silvery Citibank lights. Arm in arm and eyes glazing under. You wouldn't want an angel watching over you, surprise, surprise, they wouldn't want to watch. Another uninnocent, elegant fall into the unmagnificent lives of adults.
Make up something to believe in your heart of hearts. So you have something to wear on your sleeve of sleeves.
satin slip dress by Motel
fur jacket by Miss KL
gold necklace by Sequin
glasses by spitfire
photos by Kohl Murdock