i remember

drinking joanie's black tea and eating her welsh rarebit i heard "rabbit" under her mottled kitchen skylight with the peacock neighbors looking down on us crying and spreading their fans of luminous eyes.

i remember her shooing me out as the light grew wan and amber and the dust motes floated getting ready for the hour of beer. i remember the tea growing strong and bitter. before sunset feeling sad for myself that she would drink her beer without me. i was jealous of her and her beer. then one time she invited me to twilight and beer and movie. i went in the kayak. the northern lights were cascading and pulsing and the little animals in the water lit up in my paddle motions like swirling streaming constellations.