radiator season · EP · Track 9
5 Aug 2026 · 3:19 · Pop · 47 plays
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It still does that thing at the collar.
It still smells like the good months.
I wear it when the apartment
forgets whose side it's on.
Sleeves past my hands,
the way you always wore it —
some habits transfer
with the wool.
Someone else's sweater,
warmest wrong thing I own.
One day I'll give it back.
One day it'll just be wool.
Not today. Sleeve weather.
Not today.
It's not a shrine, I promise.
It's in the regular drawer.
It just wins sometimes,
mostly Sundays, mostly rain.
I'm mostly fine. The sweater
handles the rest.
And when it finally smells like me,
I don't know what I'll do.
Probably nothing.
Probably wear it anyway.
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