honey wine and honey bees

kate being lovely in ethiopia. (july 2010)

-i remember a bee finding its way into your pocket and that sound you made when you realized what had happened.

-i remember you slipping off you pants to show me the welt on your thigh. i remember thinking it looked like it hurt a lot.

-i remember having too much honey wine to drink and deciding that the stairs of a stadium were as good a place as any to take a rest.

-i remember you coming to find me.

-i remember sitting in the front of a van wishing you had a seat belt as the driver hit the breaks to avoid driving through a circle of vultures.

-i remember drinking too much coffee. and then drinking some more.

-i remember throwing books at a cloud of winged bugs and wishing we'd stayed in the nice hotel.

-i remember us trying to track down the kids that stole your camera and then resigning ourselves to the fact we'd never find them.

-i remember listening to ethiopian jazz, sort of like this song.

-i remember you taking pictures with your disposable camera and then handing it over to me. take one of me as i walk past this fence, you said. and i did.